Loved him as he grew frail. As he coughed red onto handkerchiefs. As he took his final breath. And oh, how she missed him…
Missed him as they carried him away. As they placed pennies on his eyes. As they laid him to rest in the cold earth. But oh, how she screamed…
Screamed when he appeared at her window that night, smiling like a dagger. Returning for the blood he’d lost.