Reunion

she came through the window
when she heard all my doors were closed,
yellin at the top of her lungs
"bet you didnt count on seein me again,
atleast not at this crossroads!"
dressed in crimson,
she came from the darkest corner
of my mind;
a most beautiful discarded rose...
"do your words still carry the weight
of abandonment? do they fill the void that i had gone and with you left?"
she had gone up in smoke,
left my heart and back broke,
wrapped around my throat
i had no other choice but to choke...
i choked.
"bet you didnt count on seein me again,
death has been unkind, but how are you
dearest old friend?"