What can bring him back, i dont know!

The knife fell from her hand in a shower of crimson
And she caressed his heart,
Bare and feebly beating in her hand,
Clutching it close,
Since she could not hold it before.

This is the only way,she thought
to rescue him from herself~
He belongs to me.

But his eyes no longer shone
so she took that too
preserving them in her best crystalline jar
so she could at last gaze to them.

But his cheeks no longer resembled pretty roses
so she drank up his blood
In hopes that
she could burn red for him

But he no longer spoke
And thats when she knew~
without his lovely words he could never
profess his love
to her

And she took up the knife once more...
and joined him in eternal slumber