He watched helpless, as the door closed behind her.
It was the end.
Not for him
But for her.He could not stop her,
Their promise time was over.
He could not change her heart,
Their promise expired.She loved freedom,
She loved the sky.She pondered the feeling of flying in the air.
Now she knew
But he never would.Should he have watched her flew?
Complex was his heart.The doe whose wings were inured tried to fly,
Instead it fell.Now lays on pools of blood,
Bloodied doe,
Cheerie smile.Suffered he did by aftermath,
Unable to mourn,
He comfort tears.Once she exists,
Now she existed.Live on will he without her smile.
-Zzil