A drop of tear,
a crisp of ash,
a breeze of wind,
all starting again.
A lip to kiss,
a rose to smell,
skin to touch,
a heavy blood rush.
A sight to see,
a night to breathe,
on bended knee,
"Will You marry me?"
Torn apart,
can't breathe again,
the shadows move,
escaping the room.
Outside again,
taking in air,
a drop of tear,
a pain to bare.
Pen to write,
paper to see,
handed to me,
divorcing me.
A drop of tear,
pain to bare,
can't take much more,
what are you waiting for?
A sob of cry,
strengthening my fist,
a bottle to drink from,
feeling so numb.
Cannot see,
lost all air,
on bended knee,
"Kill me please?"
A light of hope,
panting for air,
arms wide open,
no more mopen.
A kiss to my forehead,
a stroke to my cheek,
a whisper of good luck,
not more being stuck.
A grin to see,
eyes on me from above,
warmth heating the room,
not seeing you soon.
