I love you, Heath... so bad.

To Matilda.

When he left the ground, he took a part of my soul,

A part of my heart. Teasing me apart everyday and every night.

And now, how can I go on with tears falling from my eyes,

And no smile from his lips?

Maybe I'm being so dramatic but I can not understand.

Why he is not here... why?

Maybe I'm being so selfish and he is fine where he is...

Was a nightmare that took him away with the fear on his face?

Was a wild cold wind that came from an opened window near the bed he layd?

I know, I won't forget him. I don't imagine that...

I just want to forget those scenes about him cold and no breathing... 

Those scenes that haunting me everytime I'm lost and no thinking...

If I coud get a wish... just only one... I'd wish he were here...

Between you and me, my dear.