beauty in death.

i try to script something beautiful while sitting in such an ugly world. where are you when the lights go down and the stars disappear? you told me you'd be here and now you're not. a promise of dreams and stars in love; beauty on skylines with romance and kisses in paris. 1

you once told me of love and you once told me of hate. you'd sit for hours making up stories about wars and about death. you told me stories of how you romanced a young lady in county wexford when the stars where lit and the moon shone bright. later that night you made love against neon lights and flashing amber merry-go-rounds. 2

but where are you when the cold spring breeze blows through my back or when the dying autumn leaves fall slowly to my feet? you told me you'd be here and now you're not.3

you once made a friendship bracelet out of dying withered daisies and told me that when we were dying and withered, we'd still be together. as each fragile petal fell to it's death, that was another happy year we shared together. 4

i remember your echo on cold tiled floors where you would spend endless hours crying and crying for no apparent reason. we'd sit and talk about how nothing makes sense and about how, when we died, we'd be angels. i remember the night we danced and danced like there was no tomorrow. the walls and the floor glittered in their own golden splendor, but of course, all shone dim, in comparison to you. 5

but now you're gone and i'm still here. i remember how you would blink your eyelids beside mine to form a butterfly; you told me i was your butterfly with colours of magic; i had enough beauty to make the world a better place. or so you believed.6

the last i seen of you was the night of the parades. i made your costume and you made mine. we were so alike yet completely different. we were the couple that everyone wanted to be; the angels the heavens wanted. i have now comforted to the winter breeze when the nights are long and the skies blow hard. i know you will no longer be here.7

the last i remember you saying was this: "see you soon, angel". those words echo bells through my ears. now i'm here and you're gone; you're now the angel in god's kingdom.8

those last words, they haunt me.9