What time is it? I ask as

She awoke me from dreaming of you.

"It's midnight, and I'm leaving"

Was all I heard before the door

Shut slowly as she didn't look back.

I slipped away toward death, as

She slipped into my memory, and

Me, out of her life, forever.

What was done to make her hate

Me so? What was done, as our

Love was so perfect...