A/N
I own nothing,
but a rhyme or two.
I don't earn money,
I write for myself
and, dear reader,
You.
His eyes are depths
of the deepest seas,
Her's green are like leaves
Swaying in the gentle breeze.
She's graceful in everything
She does or says or sings.
The most beautiful girl
Enjoying the wind.
He was a cage for the bird.
That bird was her.
He was her cancer,
Making her eyesight blur.
He was genius, but green.
In the different house,
House filled with those
Evil and mean.
She was with brave,
With loyal friends.
She enjoyed her days
And yet it's him who she defends.
His hair is black, unkept.
Her's shines like the fire.
She is his secret love,
His deepest desire.
And then, one word.
She's gone, forever.
Never to come back again.
One mistake did it. Absurd.
Few other words came too,
But not meant for her.
This were vows, to the evil,
He wants to endure.
She's gone. Nothing left for him
To hold him on the good side.
Not until he heard
She was the one going to die.
Many things he has tried.
Asking people, begging,
Begging for her life.
Someone else betrayed, and she died.
When people remeber her,
Their faces are smiled, happy.
When he strides in the room,
Everyone feels empty.
They remember her laughing, smiling.
Dancing and enjoying her life.
He is always angry, grim,
Praying to join her when he dies.
She always said what was on her mind,
He kept everything inside.
She was always gentle, kind,
And he was only partly light.
Sometimes he can hear her voice.
She's proud with him,
Proud with his other choice.
She forgot his sins.
In his dreams she never stays.
He lives thanks to the memories
From the distant past.
Such a beautiful contrast.