"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. Yet I know it's true, that visions are seldom all they seem... but if I know you, I know what you'll do: you'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream..."
People act strange around deaththere are those who talk about everything but the person who died.Those who talk about only the person who died. Those who try to cheer you up.And those who can't help but make you cry.And then there are those who say nothing at all.Because they don't have to.