• Annelise.
    Oh Annelise.
    Why would you do that to him?
    My friend is dead.
    But he's still breathing.
    And his heart's still beating.
    But his eyes.
    Before they were clear, but now they are cloudy.
    Like a storm against the canvas of the sea.
    His mind is scarred forever,
    Your face his only thought.
    For five years now he has been closed.
    His feelings locked up as if in a safe.
    It's not your fault that you are dead
    It's that you were perfect for him.
    And I had no effect on his happiness.
    Annelise, oh Annelise.
    I love the man you loved more then anything.