The doctors confidently told him 

That she would soon be well again,

They lied.   

Shrouded and bound

All alone in the morgue, 

She’d died. 

He had loved her so very much

Hoping that in the end he'd go first,

He cried. 

He missed her every passing day,

She'd always been so close

By his side. 

He saw no point  

Just existing without her, 

He sighed. 

He took the only way out he could,

And overdosed,

He died.