Loving Sacrifice

There was a time she believed in love, now so empty she spirals down like a lone shot dove. Once so confident now so scared, there were people who left her there. Without a thought or without a trace she saw a man with heavens gaze. This was what she needed to look up again and shine, without the realization she died that day at nine. Her parents walked in her room to realize that day, there little girl who was once so strong had gone and would fade away. She left the book wide open to a verse they all knew to well, down the road they went to bury their deal young belle. Why she did what she did, they won't know. They didn't listen to her that day so they didn't know why she passed away. She taught them to listen and to never confuse silence, to be an ever ending muse.