Author: DarkAlchemist94 PM
Even now as I stand before this tomb to atone for my hatred of wanting you to stay I know you are more over in a better place. "Sometimes the deepest of love comes only after the one you loved is gone".Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 6 - Words: 2,240 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 06-10-11 - Published: 03-25-10 - id: 2789220
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Black Rose Sorrow
By: Javin Taylor
Do you remember the first dark night and the moon lit a bright like a lantern on hallows eve or in a dark fantasy.
Do you remember the black rose that I handed you while I hid my face in shadows and let my eyes glow like a star in the sky?
Do you remember the howl of the white wolf that sang at midnight and the look it had when we gazed upon it.
Or the time when the world was dark and silent as the moon shone down upon our dead world and gave it life.
Do you remember when the battle rang out and the quiet world around us shattered like glass only to be replaced by a realm of nightmares.
Or about when the nightmares stopped and we saw the beauty of the darkened realm bathed in the only light and each noise would change this silence.
Do you remember when I begged you too live when I knew you couldn't anymore my dark small realm of beauty and shame stained in blood and tears?
If you do not remember I will always you gave me a smile and taught me how too see the world that was truly around me.
I do remember when I saw you fall from this grace that held so bright by the moon above us it was the first and last time I cried for another soul I remember
I ask this because even though as I stand here and watch you fade like the moon that lights the darkness I can say that I loved you and though you cry for me now I know you're at peace.
If any ask why I say these things this reason is my own the white rose that shone above all in a dark garden of black and silver my only memory of the time I felt at peace.
The white rose withered away before my eyes and I this dark rose remembered the sent and warmth it had in my world of silver and shadows.
I stand alone now in front of this tomb to atone for my hatred of wanting you too stay I could never say this too the white rose that showed me how too see I loved you more than the light that shines in the world at darkness.
My white rose that is gone and withered I shall remain……..But I will always say do you remember?