Goodbye;

Am i welcome?
Maybe not...
if i am,
then whats the plot?
Fairy tale,
of the moon,
crescent hook,
in the sky,
beautiful and bright,
don't sink in light!

Scarlet rose,
you died too soon,
just like my crescent moon.
Bending down,
needing waters taste.
Its like I'm here my dear,
but your no longer near.
I come to see,
you suddenly die from need.

Why ,oh why, did you leave me?
Oh yes, to see me,
You saw then you left,
Before I died you theft,
robbing my heart,
then breaking.
Good bye my moon,
you and my rose,
both left too soon.