I gaze upon the dull, grey headstone,
Hoping...no...pleading,
That there has been some mistake,
That it is not your grave that I'm seeing,
Rather someone else's who bears the same name,
But no...it is all to real to me
That this is, in fact, your final resting place,
And you have no one to blame but me...

Why did I say those things?
Those terrible things,
That made you feel worthless and unwanted,
Made you feel that you were nothing in my eyes.
I should have told you then,
Told you that I loved you,
More than anything else in this world.
But it's too late now...
Too late to say "I love you"...
And I have no one to blame but myself.

Rest in peace, my sweet...
For now, you are away from the world,
Away from those terrible people
That would make you feel worthless and unwanted,
Make you think you were nothing in their eyes.
Perhaps you'll meet someone better where you've gone,
Someone unlike me
Who isn't afraid to show their true feelings for you.
But there is no hope for me...
No hope that I will ever find love again...
Because now...I am alone in this cruel, forsaken place...
And there is no one to blame but I...