Mending a Broken Heart

Nothing as cold as a winter of black. the world still moves, as if nothing has changed. "a snow angel" i thought as she fell back. she looked to the stars "they all seem arranged". her eyes a sunrise on the Coral Sea. Years pass people, continue in rejoice. my despair endless, as challenger deep. i long for her warmth, and ache for her voice. her love for me eternally in stone. love crashing down in a thunderous wave. stars came and went but i stood there alone. waiting for deaths sweet grip, by true loves grave. when joy comes with curved blade and dark cloak. time will mend the heart, it long ago broke.