Watered with My Tears

I did not know it would hurt so intensely.
A simple goodbye sent chills into the
air that would last until the end of my
time
In my dreams, I have danced
with Lady Death many times.
always with a slight bow
and the music begins.
Why has it always been so hard to
remember us, didn’t we ever
Laugh?
All I remember now is the rose I laid
upon your chest, watered with my
tears

Leave a comment

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.