An Ocean of Sorrow A chasm of sorrow yawns within me, a depth I cannot fathom. We were kindred spirits, lost in the melodies of the country. I can still hear your laughter, as clear as the day you played "Farewell Jamaica" at my farewell. Little did I know, the song was a haunting prophecy, our final dance together. Your voice, a comforting lullaby, now echoes as a mournful dirge. Every moment, a phantom of your smile, a bittersweet torment. Oh, to wake from this nightmare, to feel your warmth once more Rotuu😭😭