There once was a man. Who was no man at all but the soul of
all he knew. Life and death fallowed him everywhere. But he
didnt know he was dead. Till he saw the ghost of his wife.
And she asked her husband. How did you die my love. And his
answer was simple you see. I died from a broken heart. A
broken heart how can that be, she asked. I died a week
later
my sweet from the loss of you. And here i am finding you.
But they could never truely be. Because she would be able
to
move on. Where he would have to walk alone forever knowing
what he had done.