You were strong
While I sat
You smiled
While I frowned
You fought
While I glared
You loved
A heartless bastard like me…
I fight
for you
to live up to your
expectations
and standards
Wanting to be worthy
of calling you a
Part of Me
…The girl with a broken smile
In a field of flowers
You fought
And died
How could that be?
You were not supposed
To leave me
I am still a cold
heartless bastard
but I now have your ideals
to live up to
I don't mind spending every day
With you in my memories