I stood here waiting for you to return to me But you never came back to me. You told me you would, you promised me you will return But I know I have passed on but still I wait for you to come back. My sprite I left behind still walks these halls In hopes that you will come back and set me free But you never came back to me. Why have you left me so? Are you trapped like me? Can you too not leave where you died? If only we could see each other one last time. I saw someone who looked just like you And he promise to sent me free. I just hope and wish that someone Somewhere, Will come and sent you free as well. ----------- This is kinda an odd poem I just came up with, I don't know where the idea came from but it's about someone waiting for the one they love to return but they don't and the one waiting dies and is trapped where they wait, and they think the one they love is also trapped in the same way.
OMFG Annie thats amazing :) and I know exactly the feeling you wrote about *hugs* I might steal this, I would credit you obviously :) its ace.
