What ever you want,
you know that I'll do it.
Whether it be fall off a mountain,
or lie straight to your face.
I love you, I always have, I always will,
I love you even enough to take this venom.
You love me, or at least you love who I used to be,
you love your long lost Melanie.
You miss her voice, her personality,
but most of all you miss what she used to be.
A symbol of hope, of possibility,
now in her eyes shine the ever worrying end.
But you look at me, not her, me,
and you say "Drink the poison, when you think it's over,
inevitable, Melanie lives inside of you."
I cry, you try and comfort but you don't know what to do
or why I feel this way, the pain of loving someone who was never mine to begin with,
just an old memory.
I will miss this place, its emotions, and its love.
But I do not regret this decision the decision of giving back to her what belongs to her,
back to you what belongs to you.
This love that was never meant for me,
but I was loved, by my fallen friends and so I go to join them.
From a hole in a mountain to a hole in the ground,
I am truly a Wanderer.
I will miss all of my friends whose hearts still beat,
but I know that I have restored hope to their troubled lives,
with only one sacrifice.
Myself.
"Say goodbye, and that I always have and always will love them," I whisper,
"tell them Doc, please, it's time."
"I really don't want to Wanda."
"I know, but you agreed, and now please do this one thing for me, before they wake up."
*puff*
*gasp*
-darkness-
Forever more.