Her footsteps echo down the corridor.
The dark walls of the palace adding death to her features.
I watch her slowly walk away.
She leaves now to return to her mother and the world in which she belongs.
Her black dress flowing behind her as she gracefully walks.
Her brown hair curling around the nonexistent wind.
There's a smile on her face,
But a look of sadness in her eyes.
Is she not happy to finally leave me?
She always is.
I wish, just once, I could make her truly happy.
She smiles, but I know her better than that.
She doesn't want to be here.
She doesn't want to be dead like I am.
I understand,
The cold and the dark don't suit her.
She's beautiful, but her full beauty is shown in the sunlight.
I wish I could see it once again.
My brother forbid my visits to her
during the summer.
I am a man of my word, but I cannot live with these rules.
I do believe she truly loves me,
just not the world that keeps her captive.
I hide in the shadows and surprise her with visits.
She smiles so brightly
As beautiful and bright as the stars.
I wish I could be with her then.
She seems cold while she is with me.
Cold is not her nature.
She cannot be herself during her months with me.
It was her springtime attitude I fell in love with.
But I cannot be with her unless it is my schedule time.
Why must my siblings keep me away from my darling wife?
Why must they torture me so?
She is the only one who sees the good in me.
Even I am led to believe I am evil.
The more she says otherwise,
The more I begin to believe her.
I wish she were here now.
She has left already to dance in the sunlight showers of spring.
She hasn't been gone long,
But I miss her already.
Why must I be condemned to live so long without her?
Why must I be condemned to this darkness?