A bond of blood and tears

The trouble led to love, Hearts struggling to leave, Love bonded with blood, Swords crossed with a new bond. A wounded body, fragile and frail, Met our gaze, Reconnecting with bandages, A fragile attempt to mend the fractures of the heart. The trust was broken many times, Like a house that's been burned, leaving only ashes, And the memory of what once was. Yet still, the scent of your blood lingers, A ghostly reminder of what's been lost, Weakening those thoughts that it will last. Hoping to see you again, When the sun rises and the moon fade