I’ve lost a love,
& loved during a loss.
The pain of a story untold,
Unbearably cold and trite.
A Nightingale in the night,
Her mournful song portrays
Those who’ve relinquished their fears
Upon a storybook revelation.
The tearful girl, she ran away
The searing pain too ruthless for her tender heart.
The Nightingale, she sings again.
Mourning the loss of tender innocence and love.