You dont....

You don't have time for me, but you have time for him.
You don't have the energy for me, but you have the energy to dance.
You don't care how i feel, but you care for someone else.
You don't love me, you love someone else.


The Swords swing as the men fought. "Her honor, i will defend till my death" the young man shouted.
"Indeed" the older man calmly nodded.
With a flick of his wrist, the older man had disarmed the young one. Like an elder lion, victoriously standing over his new prize. A thrust of his arm plunged the sword into the young man's heart, only the thoughts of his love, keeping him alive.

A smile then a shudder, came across the older man. Like a lion, he had just won his meat, the younger man's lady. Then something brought him back to reality, the cold shocking pain in his chest was hard to ignore. The younger man had a dagger somewhere. The sneaky bastard had got him.
"Never will thy have her" barely mouthing out the words. "Defend her to my death i have."
"I'm sorry we'll never get to spend the rest of our lives together, but at least thou art safe."
To that his love replied "No, we won't get to spend our lives together. But smile, we have our afterlife."
And jumped his lover did, over the walls of Schmidt. His spirit caught her and together they flew up to the sky.