There I saw her from an angle.
Only which some could find the distance ample.
Her face obscured by her hair.
Her neck was left bare.
I see her as an angel.
To the point losing her would be fatal.
I loved her so much I couldn't handle it.
The thought of her leaving left me dismantled.
Fate is a funny thing as it is ironic.
Feelings so deep words could not fathom it.
The day comes to an end.
My emotional scars I could never mend.
These tears that trickle upon my skin.
Made my thoughts spiral and spin.
I put my mind to the test.
I lay my heart into rest.