Jubella

You had such grace, in the end
I wish I could remember
What color your eyes were
Every time, looked at you, mind went blank

Jubella
You had the best damn Sunday dress (you claimed)
At the end (to be the one who would)
Of the world (bring down the stars)
Of the world (but as of yet I've seen nothing)

The walls of flames, that consumed you
And everything, that was good and
Not with, a bang, but a whimper

Except (except)
The dead (the dead)
Flowers (flower you gave)

What would you do?
Arms spread welcome
The impending nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing

You had such grace (you had such grace)
In the end
I wish I could remember (in the end)
What color your eyes were (in the end)
But every time (in the end)
Looked at you my mind