October & December

Her heart was broken,

but her heart was cold,

empty and shallow it was,

filled with hate and fueled with revenge.



Her King disappeared,

there was no one but liars,

her angel wings she thought she had,

vanished like fire turned paper to ash.



The embrace of her love was gone,

but he still lived,

that for a fact was why she was still alive.



By day, by night,

pain was all she knew,

'Did he forget? Did he still love?',

was all she thought,

his hands, his scent were all around,

the sound of his voice was like the sound of a ghost,

distant and gone,

forever he was.



He came like the snow,

and left like the wind,

she knew no more,

what else to do,

but did know one thing..

only three sparrows more,

before she'd let them go,

she'd curse the witch with spells untold.



The pain she had,

would be gone for good,

when she'd finally lay with the one she loved.