The end of the loss

A white rose
on a gravestone

is all that remains
of her as he stands

before it wondering
what it was he did wrong

to have it end up like this
He did everything in his power

to save and protect her,
but it came too late

now he's lost the only thing
that ever really mattered to him

Kneeling down next to the
cold stone of the grave marker,
he kisses it lightly

whispering softly, "wait for me"
"I'll be there soon"

leaving that lonely hill
he leaves it quietly

the birds fleeing noisily
from the bang of a gun.