I don’t think you understand the sacrifices that she made.
Perhaps if the dragons hadn’t chased she would have stayed.
Let go of all the demons that were tingling down her spine.
But those last six steps are the ones I can’t rewind.
Where do you look for hope when hope is six feet down?
I wasn’t supposed to be the one to put you in the ground.
It’s the hope that I had clung to when I couldn’t hear your voice.
And the life of miles between us since we never had a choice.
But I know you had more time, there is too much left undone.
Now regret is my companion and the blackness has become.
If I’d only, if I’d tried, if I’d been there, if I could
I would save you from the ugly, steal the hero, make things good.