The winds may change each day,
And the tides may drift us farther away.
But I still believe in our red strings of fate
That they may coalesce once again.

Even though we're miles apart,
And I can't deny the pain in my heart,
I still find happiness in the small fact
That we're in the same reality,
Breathing the same air,
Walking the same earth,
And sharing the same emotions.

Worry not and wait for me, my bambino

I remember your blue eyes, that sparkles brighter than the North star,
I remember that sunset, golden scenery enveloped our tight embrace.
In two lives we have met, in two lives we shared love
and in those two lives I lost you.
To the dragon that grazed the lands with embers,
To the kingdom envious of your beauty.
I have sold all rationality to attain strength,
The strength to protect you, to lose you no more.
But alas, for as I have been found inane,
Lost in a reality without you.
But now I shout no more
Stop the pain, the anguish and the suffering; and with it
The joy, the pleasure, the love we indulged in.
For it is better to see you happy with someone else,
Than to have you perish in my arms yet again.

T'was bliss yet also pain, it tingled and it pricked. Oh truly a wild rose blossoming atop the mountain's peak. Beautiful yet deadly, desirable yet unattainable; a true fantasy

A ward amidst the darkness, an eye amongst the faces, a tear behind the laughter. These fools indulge in the expense of their "loved ones". Like thrash, invaluable and disposable, the women are treated, their feelings ignored and this illusion of "love" crumbled right before their eyes. Thousands of men have I watched while I'm stuck here in my own rotting piece of hell which the universe seems to enjoy watching. Nevertheless I walk alone, to the unknown, to the inevitable.