Another Ending.At any rate. To come to terms with reality. To use a tired analogy, it was like holding onto sand underwater. The harder I squeezed, the faster she faded away. And now she is gone, save a few grains and remnants, serving as fond memories and old feelings and quiet tears. I have pictures, and I have songs, and I have precious memories that I shall never forget, nor cease to treasure. And, that is probably all that shall remain.
The hurt has lessened, the pain has dulled. Its now a slow ache. I miss her, awfully. But we must go our own ways, again, from this cold time and dark place. But, God knows, as do I, that she will always hold a special place in my heart, and she has changed me forever, and I am a better person, by far, through having met her.
So, I guess this is good bye. To you, I love you dearly - I always have, and I always will. No matter what or who happens, no one will ever take your place, will ever be to me what you were. So. To my faery. I love you so. Remember me fondly. And please... don't forget me. No matter how long the years, how many moments and events etch into your mind and heart, never forget me.
To anyone else who reads this, thanks for the interest and kindness. Its been quite a ride. This journal has seen quite a few of my ups and downs, mostly downs. However, it is time to close it. For the time being, I have no more to say, neither through journal or deviational poetry. I guess I'll be online now and again, but I think for now, for the time being, this is good bye.
This is indeed sad and difficult.
Thanks again to everyone.
And to the little faery, just one last time:
I love you. I always have. And I always will.
Sincerely, Yours truly, and with Love,
Adam
Kant-One
The Fallen Hero.
Regretful
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