Hi world! Willowleaf the Jedi here!
As I was pondering possible story ideas one night, this little poem popped into my head. I thought it would sound nicer, but, what can you do?
WARNING: MAY OR MAY NOT BREAK YOUR FEELS

It's winter, and I'm sitting all alone,

All the other kids ignore me, as if I'm just a frozen piece of stone.

Oh why am I alone, why won't anyone play with me?

Oh when will I be free? When will I be free…?

Suddenly I see you, standing at a distance,

You don't seem to be the type of person, to join their little resistance.

"Oh Jack, won't you play with me? I'm a child, just yearning to be free."

His answer is bold, but I don't feel the cold.

"Yes."

You taught me how to ice-skate; you taught me how to sled.

You always came to my window, to tuck me into bed.

You taught me to let go,

You taught me to love the snow.

You taught me that I am a child,

You taught me to go wild.

Spring comes forth, and brings new life,

Your presence is melting, but I feel no strife.

Summer is here, but you're nowhere in sight,

What do I do, my imagination won't take flight!

Now it is fall, and I know I'll see you again,

I can sense you presence, my dear old friend.

Now it is winter, and we love to play,

You even helped me make my new sleigh!

"Jack!" I call as it starts to snow.

"Why do you, always go?"

I'm in high school now, and I admit life is getting harder,

I barely ever see you; we've drifted farther and farther!

You get that I'm busy, but you still want to play,

I see you making frost at the window, in math class every day.

College looms near,

Yet I know you are still here,

You are that voice in the night,

You're the cold that leads me in my dreams at night.

Yet I can't see you, and I begin to think,

Why won't you meet me when I'm at the skating rink?

Now I feel alone again, and I begin to cry,

"Oh Jack, where are you? You never pass by."

Oh Jack I met a nice boy,

He fills my heart with joy.

I really think I like him,

I hope you'll understand,

I dream of him at night, like my dreams are filled with sand.

Oh Jack, I've forgotten of our friendship,

I know there is a huge rip.

But I can't dwell on that now, all I can do is sing,

That boy I met gave me a ring!

I'm married now, and I think you're gone for good,

But in my dream I saw your sweater,

The one with the blue hood.

My children say they saw you,

But they never understood.

They'll never know you like I do,

I know they never could.

Now I lay here dying, and I'll see you one last time,

I know you'll always love me,

And you'll visit from time to time.

I remember that time on the playground,

When I first saw you,

You promised you would stay with me,

All through and through.

I understand that promise,

As you stay and hold my hand,

My head droops down and I breathe one last time,

Before my dreams are filled with sand.

Admit it, you loved it. Jokes!

Well, thanks for reading. Don't forget to review and stuff like that!