It was just not her time

He gave her a kiss.. before he let her end his world...
even though she was dieing...
she was taking him with her...
he loved her, and just didn't want her to go...
he would miss her forever more and didn't want to go on, he said to her...
but the day after she died, he pushed her right out of his heart and then didn't even go to her funeral...
her soul would forever know, that she had been living a lie..
how could she fix it when her life was already gone?
some how her unbeating heart was still bleeding...
her eyes were swelling up with tears in her very own casket...
the misery of having a life of nothing..
but when you are nothing...you can never die...
she had awaken...but her soul was gone...
ripped up heart was all that was left...
her death bed let her go...
it was not yet her time...
she had something to take care of...
she walked a deathly walk through the woods of the dead...
she knew she could not belong there, she did not die in peace...
her life was not done yet...
instead the white mist would take another...
yes, the one that said i love you...but did not speak in love...
she walked through the wind, next to her..her eager soul...
she walked down her lonely path... everything dieing as she passed..
from flowers and grass...
found him in the park with some girl...
her bleeding heart took all control...
did not yet kill him...
but the one he was with..
grabbed her by her throat, it just ripped...
no one understands...
because after that, she suddenly disappeared...
she just gone, and to never be seen again...
but to satisfaction, her soul was still there...