To T.S.

When there was no one to turn to,
At a time when they burned you,
You were there,
With open ears.
The one who saved me and vanquished my fears,
And whose love dried these sorrowful tears.

Days go by and I wonder why,
why you trapped me in a happy lie.
Nobody was there to help you,
To restart your heart and begin anew.
If only I'd seen through my pain,
And been your umbrella from the heartbroken rain.
But do not worry, save your breath
Soon I will lie with you in death

The person I wrote this poem for is not dead, this is simply how I would feel if she died. Please help me improve by leaving a comment :)