Blackbird by Uniquewriterllama

Blackbird

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

She was his little blackbird. His broken, beautiful blackbird. He was positive, that if she wanted to, she could sprout wings and fly. She could have, maybe, in the beginning. But the longer she stayed, the more bones he broke in her wings. Until all hope was lost, and she was completely grounded. But she still kept waiting for the moment to come.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings ad learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

He watched her constantly, waiting for the moment when he could mend her wings. And staring down at her cold lifeless body, he thinks, it may have worked. Because, standing above her body, she was floating, with glorious wings. She smiled at him, and then let her wings carry her away.