Sorrow

reminds me of Loveless; act 1: infinite in mystery, is the gift of the goddess we see it thus, and take to the sky ripples form in the waters surface. the wandering soul knows no rest. ~Genesis FFVII

Cursed by the ashes of my enemy, I strive to find comfort from the one I love.
My eyes grow dark, and I find that I am alone.
Fire rages through my inner core, finding the only exit to be sorrow and tears.
I close my eyes with regret, and I cry.