Author's Note: Peter's confusion over his feelings and desires based on the 2003 movie and it's alternate ending. Very sad. Please review if you can.
Also, please check out my current Peter Pan story, "Another In Your Place"
The Ghost of Wendy
The sweetest voice I ever heard,
Eyes of sapphire and golden bronze curls,
A skin as soft as the gentle breeze
A touch so soothing that brings me to my knees,
Your tales of love, battles and happily ever afters,
Sudden bursts of sunny laughters;
You lured me in with all your beauty,
Made me stay and forget my duty,
To be the boy that I was meant to be,
Endangering all that was important to me;
She needs me, my enchanting land of never more,
To protect the magic of its core,
And I, in turn, need the magic of its joy,
To keep me forever the eternal boy,
To dance and jump, fly and play,
Crow at night, and laugh by day;
Still, I could not simply turn from you,
It was a calling, so enchanting and new,
Unlike any I could ever know,
In the eternity of my home;
To be a boy and have fun is what I tell,
But I lie,
I think I want you as well.
If at all, you care, then stay,
If at all, you need me, then don't walk away,
She wants you back, and I can understand, but you see,
No one needs you more then me;
Curse that night you pulled me in,
Curse your honey sweet smile that urges me to sin,
Against the wishes of my mother land,
And contemplate drifting away from its shores of golden sand,
But above all,
Curse my weakened heart,
That refuses to let you part;
I am a boy!
I will stay a boy!
You cannot make me change!
Take your feelings and seal them away!
They shall not poison my being against the magic of the fey!
If at all, you like me as Pan,
Then don't ask me to become a man,
And return to a world so cold and dull,
Meant for growing old and then drifting into the null;
If at all, you hear the words not told,
Then simply release me from your hold,
Let me remember you as you are,
Beautiful and young,
The perfect image of a girl's childhood song;
Years passed by, and I could not help it,
So I returned,
To the window where it all started,
Where stories of fantasy and happy ending,
Confirmed, what deep down I knew I was lacking;
But you were nowhere in sight,
And behold, there standing elegant and tall was a vision of fright,
That wept as she told me I was too late,
That you left, thinking I forgot the promise to return, that I made;
She lies!!!!
She is not you! You are not her...!
I remember the beauty that you were!
She still lives within you! I can hear her cries!
Release her women! From your grasp!
She knows I have returned for her, at last!
She wishes to once again roam the skies of our Neverland, with me!
To feel the gentle kiss of the sweetest breeze!
If at all you hear me, Wendy!!! Escape her hold!
You were wrong! You were never meant to grow old!
You shouldn't have left....Neverland was always meant to be your true home!
Moons have passed, I know not how many,
Too late now, but I live with my epiphany,
You were the one, that made me want me more,
You were the one I should have left it all for;
Now I live my biggest pretend,
As my broken heart will never mend,
I laugh by day and crow by night,
I sing and dance, play and fight,
But in the quiet of my loneliness, I always weep,
For the ghost of Wendy forever whispers in every dream.