Forget me not..

Black roses and forget me nots on a lonely grave. Dandelions made of wishes from brighter, love filled days. Can't you see her spirit, waiting for the end? Can't you feel her there with you, every moment that she spends? She refused to leave so soon, her love had still lived on. Her eternity was worth the fight, even if it was wrong. The anger stayed inside, from the way she did depart. The burden and the blame lived on in evil's jealous heart.

Red stained the white roses and had ruined their hearts. That's why the roses are black from the start. The snow was white, her gown was blue. The moon was full, their hearts were too. She sang a song of love, as they danced in late December. Blue Forget me nots, forget me not, a promise to remember.