The Rose

I stared into his eyes, turning golden in the morning sunlight, blinking back the tears. He took a shuddering breath, which must have been hard for him seeing as he had a knife in his heart. " Lily, my Lily" he whispered as he gazed into my face. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I couldn't breath. I had given up trying to stop the blood hours ago and only had the strength to hold him. " I'm sorry, so sorry" I whispered back. I knew it was hope less, he knew it was hopeless. I don't know how he could hold on through so much pain. Everything had gone so wrong. It was a simple plan. Why had he even been allowed out of the castle gates? Why did he have to do such a stupid thing like that? I should have been asking those questions inn my mind, with me being who I am, but all I could think of was what he had done. He was still murmuring my name. And as the sun came up, just as it did everyday, I watched the man I had grown to love, not even knowing how it happened, close his eyes.