Lost Love

We had it all, my sweet

The world in our hands and the ground beneath our feet

We could be free birds soaring above our lonely little town

and nothing and no one could bring us down

You had a fiery crimson temper that not even my cobalt personality could put out

We’d often race to the hilltops and yell out to the skies

We climbed mountains and had the time of our lives

One day, awakened by the cold, I discovered you were gone

gone like the flowers to the winter storm

my heart cried out for you, my love

I had waterfalls of tears on my powder cheeks

but no adoring shout answered my choked plead

I knew then I wasn’t getting you back

a bullet hit my soul and turned it cherry

I knew then what the old stories had told

about lost love and your youth disappearing in the blink of an eye