Each step she took felt like she was stepping on her own heart,
The sound pierced her ears, and tears burned her eyes..
She could only move forward
With the promise weighing her down,
The only thing she could ever do for him,
The only memory of hers he will ever cherish..
She always knew she would be the most beautiful bride,
And she was,
In the red she saved for him,
In the red she always loved but never wore..
He never loved her, she knew
But did it really matter?
Her soul belonged to him,
So her life..
Cease to exist,
That would've been her choice
Only if she had one..
Not when his life is tied to hers
The life she bargained for..
She always longed to be his
Even when she knew she was wishing for the moon and more..
His presence was enough for her to live on
And the promise to herself that she belonged to him
If he consented or not...
To break her promise and give herself to another,
She could die a thousand times instead..
But to bring him back from dead,
She could loose herself more than a thousand times..
And she wore the red she promised for him alone,
With each step she burned her heart and bled it dry,
And she walked towards her tomb
To exist without a soul..
It was for him as always, it is for him,
And it'll always be for him...
