She left me there, alone in the night. No final good-bye, just the sound of the rain on the pavement. Fading away with all of the memories, lost in time long since past. Every storm reminds me of that night, every smell inevitably reminds me of you. I lost you far to early, and miss you far too much. My fair lady, I am the knight who failed you. May this rain hide the tears I shed, and fade the letters upon your stone. Perhaps then I could move on without leading myself to failure. If nothing else, stop haunting my mind and let me accept the truth.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Mar 2014 06:03:52 +0000