Slowly...
Everything happens so slowly.
I met him,
and everything stopped.
His beautiful blue eyes, his amazing blonde hair.
But soon, he left.
I waited,
Waited for years,
years that seemed like lifetimes.
They went by so slowly.
Finally, he returned,
After so long, he returned.
But not as himself.
He changed.
I wanted him to change back.
Too slowly.
He met her and loved her,
Not slowly enough for me.
We traveled, Our journey lasting eternity,
having to spend it while with him,
while he watched her.
And only her.
He did not see me.
Too slowly I realized the truth.
I loved him...
Too slowly...
Then he killed her,
The one winged angel,
killed her.
And I'm not sure how I felt at that moment.
Too slowly I realized I was ecstatic,
More slowly I realized He was broken.
A broken man,
shattered,
Piece by
jagged piece.
Mere shards
upon the floor.
I tried,
Tried to piece him,
My love,
Back together.
He pieced so slowly.
In the end he left.
Left me again.
He never realized,
his heart and mind together,
moving so slowly,
How much I,
How I loved him.
Now, I am alone.
Again.
I am trying,
To rebuild my life,
attempting to piece myself,
back together again.
Takes so long,
Piece by
ragged piece,
but the work goes,
so slowly.
I guess...
Love burns away so slowly...
Fin.