So so sweet,
So very wasteful.
Berated beauty,
How she craved his cruelty.
The attention was enough,
Though not what she sought.
Love was ignorance,
For his sake, he dare not spare a thought.
As she was the sweetest taste,
Yet he no more than a disgrace.
For the reaper may not hold clemency,
Even the divine have their destiny.
He was the betrayal,
And she the light.
Her brightness was overwhelming,
And it was time.
"Does the night sky speak only to I?"
Her elegant eyes shone in the moonlight, as she would not cry.
"The night holds no love, tis nothing more than a thief that brings fright,
You were enough, but not for this life."
