No, don't tell me not to cry!

I'm so fed up to try.

I'll see your ghost everywhere, until the day I die.

I could say I don't miss you... That would be a lie.

I wish I could let you go...

But... how ? I do not know...

I wish I could hold you, and say "I love you so"...

You always looked so aglow!

Now, your ghost sits beside me on my bed!

I wish I could hold you... but you're dead!

"Forget him", that what they said...

But it's hard because you fled.

No, don't tell me to be happy...

As long as I miss you, I'll never be.

Yes, I might sound sappy...

I miss the time you were with me.

No, don't tell me not to cry!

I'm fed up to try, when the only thing you did was to say "Goodbye"...