Just yesterday I was wrapped in white silk and today I am encased in black. It is not just the color of my cloak that has changed, my eyes have changed too. Where lay dreams of a life in love, today resides a fire to burn. With flowers in my hands and tears in my eyes, I kiss him the final goodbye. But this is not the end. I will live and with me will live his soul.
I have loved him for years and in my eyes his love will remain forever. For he last saw himself alive in my eyes as I pierced his chest with my dagger. His screams still echo in my ears and blood still staining my whites. I will keep it safe as my last memory of him, like a captured last essence. You will haunt me in my dreams from today and I will wait for dusk to set. And then like a puff of smoke I’ll inhale you and make you my part. In my black robe I will lay tonight, my eyes a fiery red. The eyes of a widow, dark and haunting. They see you, they arrest you.