Bishop

He has been gone for so long, his name almost tasting sour on my tongue.
His face fading as memory can only last so long.
He is disappearing, and there isn't anything I can do.

His Bishop runs to me, his eyes filled with sorrow.

“What?” I bark, my hands shaking in repulse as I can feel my heart breaking.

“Your Majesty, he is gone. The Prince of Hearts is gone.”

My lungs are clinched as the scream I have been holding in for months clings to my tongue.

“Why?” I breath.