Let's Feed Them Oily Samosas

This moment, it's all my own
These tears, mine alone
I knew her, we laughed together;
She made room for me in her home in the cold winter sunshine,
Called me beautiful, loved my eyes
And now she's dead.

She first cried and then she laughed

I saw her pain...
"It could have been much worse."
"Yes, I know."
...and then her joy.

And her bare hands holding the threads of her life together.
So strong, so happy, so gentle, so brave
And now she's dead.

It's always winter around my heart.
Death hurts like this every time.