Until Sunrise Never Comes Comments

The last desire to lie in the grave with that of a loved one has so nicely painted in this lovely poem that the reader is forced to think, did he truly love his beloved like Buried Alive.

I can relate to on this one. I have lost and yet I still live. Their memories locked deep within me. I draw from those memories when I write the romantic ones. The romantic one are not for anybody now, but in memory of those who loved me selflessly and died.