Two things I had never asked for, not these things not from you. Honour and loyalty are pledges oaths taken to one whom fealty is owed, a king or master. Loyalty and honour, not always given willingly, freely. Honour and loyalty are stiff, hard, formal words- a debt you feel you must pay. If this is how it is to be, know your debts are paid, you are absolved. I once had your love and friendship, but in lieu of those do not endeavor to fill this space with what you think is necessary. Your honour and loyalty, save, for those more worthy, for those who want this from you, for those who do not know how infinitely more you are capable of.
May 9, 2014 2:35 AM
And no, I don't usually spell honor with a U. This being a response poem, it matches the original text and felt fitting.