I loved her
I loved her silky enchanting dark black hair
I loved her deep forest green eyes
I loved her freckles that illuminated her skin
I loved her endless curiosity
I loved her perseverance, her dreams
I loved her empathy towards her worst villains
But I never told her that
And I never will tell her that
It’s too late
Because her black hair lay next to her
In a coffin
With her green eyes
Shut, for no one to see
Her freckles
Faded into her forever, no longer glowing
Her beautiful curiosity
Buried into the earth
Her dreams
Will never be reached
And her empathy
Well I guess it got the best of her
Her battling villains
Won her war
Her internal war, not a soul knew about
Before it was too late
But maybe, just maybe
If I told her I loved her
I could have ended the war
Maybe I could have saved her
From the villains attacking her soul
Too late