The wind swayed her hair,
With my heart taking its fair,
Her lips curved into a smile,
Skipping the beat of my heart as if a mile,
The grass we stepped on looks normal,
As if everything was in its place normal,
The crown I placed on her hand fell,
With the time that she had left,
Wings on her back with the white appear,
She left me with no glance but not here,
The aching echoed from the bottom,
I begged to leave me but craved more passion,
I wanted to live in her memories,
Her sweet angelic melodies,
I wanted to take her to where I promised,
To where I prayed daily to be with,
I still remember her sweet touch,
Which brought butterflies inside,
Tonight I scream; to whoever did these,
I'm not mad neither sad, that you gave nothing,
But a mere craving for everything,
For everything, I can't have,
I lost her, I'm fine, take me in, too.
©TC