The days were dark,
And I was long,
Long in sadness,
Long in the
Same moment of
The same moment
Of loss.

The image,
Of happiness
In pieces
And frozen
Of you and me.
And when you loved me.

The hazy moment
Of the piercing.
The moment
Of the sever.
You were going to
Leave me behind,
Start your new life.
Without me.

And the skies,
They turned gray
And mourned in silent agony.
And I am the fool today.

© Elven Lore 4/16/97