"I was never able to fight alone, partly because I never wanted to...."

Who knew what she held in her heart;
Love, her reason to live, was now a lost star;
He didn't look back when she screamed his name;
Memories were now more than lame.

Her only consort, the darkness and the rustling wind;
His smiling, radiant face never gave a hint;
Seeing her reflection in the pond of her tears;
Losing him was the greatest of all her fears.

'Life is hard', he used to say to her;
'Yes, you made mine', she had said unto him;
Living on worthless hope, years passed by;
Took her too long to realize their love was nothing but false beauty...