Let the memory of Vera be with us forever.
- 64 years old
- Born on September 22, 1954 in Brooklyn, New York, United States.
- Passed away on March 26, 2019 in Neptune, New Jersey, United States.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Vera Mula 64 years old , born on September 22, 1954 and passed away on March 26, 2019. We will remember her forever.
The Leaving
by Colin Jarratt
Is it truly selfish to want you back again?
I could not calm your mind, I could not ease your pain;
I thought my love would be enough to keep you here with me;
But now I know that was never going to be.
I loved you, I disliked you, we argued and we kissed;
Your face, your touch, your scent forever I shall miss;
To hold you in my arms again, my soul no longer lost;
I'd pay the price and gladly have no worry to the cost.
They say that life gets better and time will ease the pain;
They're fools who cannot see the truth, it can never be the same;
No daytime and no nighttime just hour by hour by hour;
And time has no more meaning now life's not sweet it's sour.
Some think we have a life-force, or a soul some others say;
If I had one, I know it died that dreadful, dreadful day;
Sometimes I know I hurt you, I know that was so true;
But please forgive me for those wrongs,
FOR I ALWAYS WILL LOVE YOU
by Colin Jarratt
Is it truly selfish to want you back again?
I could not calm your mind, I could not ease your pain;
I thought my love would be enough to keep you here with me;
But now I know that was never going to be.
I loved you, I disliked you, we argued and we kissed;
Your face, your touch, your scent forever I shall miss;
To hold you in my arms again, my soul no longer lost;
I'd pay the price and gladly have no worry to the cost.
They say that life gets better and time will ease the pain;
They're fools who cannot see the truth, it can never be the same;
No daytime and no nighttime just hour by hour by hour;
And time has no more meaning now life's not sweet it's sour.
Some think we have a life-force, or a soul some others say;
If I had one, I know it died that dreadful, dreadful day;
Sometimes I know I hurt you, I know that was so true;
But please forgive me for those wrongs,
FOR I ALWAYS WILL LOVE YOU