Soft light is rising,
Warmly wrapping my blanket.
Sleepy eyes want to follow,
Yet my mind is wallowing in fantasy.
"Goodbye, my mighty chateau.
We'll meet again soon, you know.
But for now, it's time for me to go."

Many more bustling days to fight,
And plenty of nights left to cry.

Windy gloaming, he left with a silent but heavy chest.
Feet kept roaming, searching for a place for the body to rest.

Her tears glistened in the red sunlight, carved in his head.
"Breath! Breath! Everything will be alright!" He bravely said.
There were no warnings, no shields to defend;
His hands were shaking; he thought he could pretend.
Until the red and blue were pouring out of the hollow body,
The hues of their loves and lies, verses of promises and memories.
Flushing out so quickly that the man was buried deep,
Haunted by voices at night and words he could not keep.  

He finally realized he had lost pieces of his heart.

She made me fall for her red
and love my grayest bed even more.
In the quiet hours of night,
Her laughter dances in the light,
Her sweetness fills the air,
These are moments I do not wanna share.
Gentle smiles and soft giggles,
little whispers, and fragrant hair,
her tender lips with slow breaths.
So rare and so fair

I am ******, lost, and confused.
Wrapped by her glow—
//I don't want you to go//

You shined my days with your bright smile,
Warmed my nights with your beautiful brown eyes,
In which I strayed into the gray,
and did not want to be found.