I sit here alone
in the pale light.

I should be happy, but you are stuck on my mind.
a heartbroken torture,
a hell of a surprise.
I knew it would end just like this.

I had let myself fall more and more in love with you.
Deeper into the oceans of love,
which I know fear.
I had hoped it had shrunk, but it grew and grew.

I remember the moonlight
and seeing the lifeless body.
I remember my blood-curling screams.

     I was one told of a sad tale,
that I heard long ago.
But now I understand that story.
Two lovers, one fate.
Their love grew and grew.
They wanted to run, to escape, to be free.
In the end though, both were dead.

I should feel sad, but all emotion has been stripped from me.

I remember standing by your grave
flowers slipping from my hands
tears washing down my cheeks,
wondering, can I live on?

The answer is no, Romeo, Romeo,
Save not your Juliet from these horrors?

I turn away from the pale light, off my porch steps,
away from the bright moon and stars.
This brilliant planet,

I shall never see again.