The Death of a Time

To see her walk
is to feel my heart break.
To hear her talk
Is far more than I can take.

Blond-haired sinner
Who once was mine
What happened to us
And our time.

Last the colors changed
I held you in my arms.
I swore upon my very soul
to keep you safe from harms.

But complications.
The time not quite right.
We held together,
Still loving.
Together, despite.

I would have held on.
Together till death.
I would have loved you
To my last breath.

Blond-haired angel,
Who once was mine.
You let go, you gave up...
You ended our time...