The power, the title, the throne, the crown
All means nothing without you to keep me warm
The glory, the war, the army, the victory
Still, your heart was the most precious I’ve won
The cold, the grief, the numbness, the pain
If only you have come to ease a little of them
Don’t you know, my love?
I would’ve walked away from it all,
Would’ve stayed a thousand years far from here
If you had only asked
A house with a red door, lemon trees outside
The mundane things I have long desired
But you stood on my downfall,
Yet I have looked at you
As if the sun shines just through your eyes
You, the one I have loved and chose,
Have failed me the most
A bit of hope, a lot of love
Gone were they
When a dagger was pierced through my heart
This is my second Game of Thrones-inspired piece.
(Here's the first one, it was so cheesy though: https://aboutalittlebitofeverything.wordpress.com/2017/09/01/a-piece-has-no-name/)
I am still deeply wretched about the ending and I do not know how to cope, lol.
