Two hearts, one path.
We built an empire together.
We saw the world, conquered it.
Alas, just as empires do,
Love rises, love falls
And now one path diverges two.
I often visit the ruins of our empire,
No longer bitter over the end of our Era.
Instead I see it's monuments,
Gazing in awe over the relics of our past.
I'm filled with pride when I see
how far the civilization that is my life
has grown because of our empire.
My heart has but one wish for you,
its hope: that you have grown too.

Written words of thoughts redacted
about the glimmer of light refracted
in you.

I see the sun in your eyes
Burning, warm, and full of life
with the faintest hint of an eclipse,
a wonder for all to behold,
your eyes look to another.

And yet,
and yet I still look into the sun,
not caring that it blinds me,
for all I want to see...
is you.

This cancerous crush consumes me.
Like a cigarette addict,
I just can't get enough.
It kills me, but I don't care.

I want you to drink me in,
but I'm a taste you haven't acquired.
I want to be your muse,
but I leave you feeling
less than inspired.

I am a violin, and you, a virtuoso
that can play my notes perfectly.
But, you've composed your ballad
for the viola.

And I sit here alone, playing a requiem,
mourning the loss of a love
that will never be.