AMELIE/SAM

I wanted you

but you lived

but death was something

that i could give.

But i lost you

through fear and pain

of not wanting my enemies

to know how to gain.

But the brave girl,

she brought you back

but our great love

was still off track.

Because my father came,

we couldn't yet

love each other,

and my face was wet

with tears

yet to fall.

But they would.

Wouldn't they all?

As you led, dying

there

blood in your

ginger hair,

you told me you love me

present tense

and then you died

once again.