The dreadful bells will toll this afternoon,
as my love gives away her golden name
for a man who will betray her too soon.
She was once smarter, so it's a shame
that she had to fall for his charming eyes.
By his side her once-wild heart is now tame,
so now I run to make her realize
that l still need her and it's not too late
to leave the one who will cause her demise.
As I get closer, the cruelty of fate
steps in and I never did see the car
that stopped me from saving my perfect mate.
I die in peace, for my love is not far.
In heaven she will be the brightest star.
A/N: This is an experiment in the Terza Rima form. More info here. http://www.writinggooder.com/2013/08/poetic-forms-the-terza-rima/#more-1530