EVANESCENCE

…In deep she was breaking, in deep he was broken…

She was a goddess in the myth of living
A princess in the tale of love
Consummate down to every feature
Ever much with a perfect curve
The night, glimmering stars, small talk
Had their hearts tuned in sync
Convo flowing without much try
Like she had him in some jinx
A glint in the eye, a smile, a turn away
A glimpse into the story she was
The skip of a beat, blown mind, breath out
Broken walls, torn bounds, pried doors
Hers was a siege he ceded all with will
One he’d lose with worthy gain
But when she brought up a future they’d share
He smiled, which faded, so not to feign
The moment got tense, a pinching silence
In deep she was breaking, in deep he was broken
And so she walked…from him, from dream
To lay back to sleep what she had awaken
No words could describe soon as he descried
The mounting feeling that engulfed his will
Epics would’ve been written of a love
That would have shadowed the castle on the hill
So here’s to what would have been, but wasn’t
To the play of hearts with a stalemate
To the poetry of fate…and it’s sound
And to the lifelong search of a soulmate.

…
And so the marriage of paper and ink
Forged in his soul the missing link
He never stopped being a believer
He only gave up being the giver.

_Dm