She was laying in the moonlight
like a pale, dead pixie corpse - lifeless
her broken halo on the ground
I stood watch over her, motionless
Wishing life was different
but knowing it's still the same shitty life
she stirred, after several hours of rest
"hey baby" she whispered, it cut through me like a dull knife
I waited for the words to fade away
and I reached down to help her up again
she took my hand and it felt like something dead
and I fell in love with her all over again...