dear love - dear hyacinth

the beauty and the sadness

so beautiful - so sad

my dear hyacinthus

what have I done?

hyacinthus - love I could not save

I could have - oh I could have

I could have done so many things to save this love

I could have done so many things to save us

us - we were us

we were totally in love - and in lust

you were the only I could trust

and I destroy whatever between us

o love does it heal

does my poor heart heal after such loss

I did not just lost my love

I also lost my dearest friend

the dearest friend I trust the most

and you were gone - you were gone

we could not and would not ever be the same

for I have lost you

for I have lost such great soul

for I have destroyed it with my hands

I would not blame the wind

I could only have blamed myself

blamed me for being so reckless

for letting you slip away between my fingers

I could not have blamed anyone else

no one else could have taken the blame - but me

me - and me - and me

if only I could save you

my dear hyacinthus

my dear hyacinthus

to remind me of my loss

I would put this flower

to the ground

where you were gone

to remind me of my loss

to remind me of my loss

to remind me of my loss

- the broken apollo -