I encountered you on Queenston.
A fitting place for a Monarch.
Formed roots asked to be retouched for pale yellow hair.
A volatile liquid to be consumed for enjoyment.
Embarking on a journey of joy and anger. Blossoming love and constant pain.
Secrets to be kept from the so-called "immaculate one".
But yet your feelings were not spared.
Taking the side of who we call a misunderstood monster.
Remember everything we talked about?
Remember the hateful words and angry gestures she created between us?
Nonetheless, you forgave.
Forgave us for hurting her and you.
Then came a day that I was no longer invited to be a part of your life.
Trying to be a decent human, trying to cause as little pain as possible, following my heart while breaking others, do you understand?
You beautiful, soulful, golden goddess. Do you?
During the chaos you found your heart with a voyage across seas.
Drowning in bliss, forgetting all turmoil.
Now we sit here without your companionship.
Empty and sorrowful.
Reminded through memories of what was once a great bond.
You deserve everything life has to offer.
I hope it's as adventurous as you need it to be.
I'm happy for you. I wish you the best. And I still love you.