It’s so cold in her heart,
it’s so cold in the lonely tower.
She hates that they’re being kept apart,
Because from her window to his,
the distance is too far.
all the stone.
Yes, she can barely see
who is that, golden hair, blue eyes, kissing him?
The blur of color in the white,
pressed against his face.
“He said he’d wait forever,”
she cries, in the cold tower.
Forever is a word used too lightly,
she decides to see
if she can fly.
turns out she can’t.