She sat on the shore glancing the sea,
For centuries she has been where she was,
Waiting for someone she loved so deep,
Now resting in eternal stupor.
"His love will never be mine to own,"
Nostalgia overcame her and she started to moan,
Tears rolled down as she started to reminisce
The night they first met in the sea.
He sank into roaring waves, struggling from death,
Found him in oblivion she hath,
She brought him to shore, embracing his face,
Trapped in love, a complex maze.
Day by day she sat on shore
Till the day of his wedding ball,
She felt a pain never experienced before,
She sat there waiting, not answering the sea's return call.
Transformed into a statue, unable to speak,
She can never get what she hath seek:
The love from someone so special to her.
Her confession, he will never hear.
Till one day a familiar face appeared,
She never thought she could see him here,
He touched her face and sadly said,
"I should have told you, but fate wouldn't wait."
"I knew you were the one who saved my soul
Far back in time, many centuries ago.
I never had the chance to confess,
Now my heart is full of regrets.
Words simply can't express my love for you,
My heart was once full, now broken to two.
If fate destined us to be far apart...
Now, let me rewrite fate's chart!"
With this he drew his dagger up
And thrusted it deep into his heart.
She wanted to stop him but she could only stare,
Her heart tore as his blood bled.
The love she wanted, finally owned,
But now she was left alone.
Tears glistened as the sun drowned at the west,
Leaving the two lovers, in peace they rested.
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