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.