He had stood at the altar
Facing his nemesis
And facing the choice of leaving her or losing her
He had chosen to leave her
And Jungkook had comgratulated him
But little did he know
That leaving her meant losing her
Now he stood at the altar
Facing his nemesis
And facing the choice of killing him or leaving him
He had chosen the former
Sword in hand, Determination in eyes
He had swung hard
And Jungkook had fallen onto his knees
Begging for mercy.
But his now black broken heart
Compelled him to strike
Fallen had the angels of heaven
When her cry was heard.
