Come back to me

Hi, y'all. I swear I'm working on something funny and silly, but this is not it. I've been dipped in the angst well and forgot my water wings…

This is the 1st in line for the USS Caryl emotion prompt challenge. I'll leave it to you, the reader, to tell me the emotions that are here.

Carol and Caryl on… Brightest Blessings

Come back to me.

Time is lost as days blend

Night and day, the only keepers of the old world now

Searching for lost friends, family, loved ones

Hunting clues, finding meaning in meaningless things

Come back to me

He whispers to the wind

Wanting the words to reach, to find

Her

Hunger, thirst, sleep have no place

In his desperate hunt

Come back to me

Echoes of her voice, her laugh

Guiding his way

Heavy is his heart, his soul

Memories of soft touches and smiles

Of blue eyes and silver halos

Memories of love never spoken, but shared

Come back to me

Desires, needs, wants left unfilled

Except in dreams

Dreams of family, of a life, of joy

Dreams of bodies striving to be one

Dreams of her, of him, of them

Come back to me

His skills make a mockery of him now

What was once his sanctuary, now his foe

What burns within him, will not be contained

Anger has no power

No power to protect him

To hide him

Anger cowers from the light of her

Come back to me

Bread crumb trails

Show him the way

False starts, false hope

False promises he has made

Searching for the one truth he knows

Has known, yet kept hidden

Come back to me

With a hunters focus

He will search, he will seek

He will never stop

He will find her

In this world

Or the next

Come back to me

I miss you

Come back to me

Share my life

Come back to me

Share your love

Come back to me

I am nothing without you

Come back to me

I am afraid

Come back to me

I can't do this without you

Come back to me

I love you

Come back to me

Come back to me

This was inspired in large part by the Ent song in LOTR. I have never heard anything so full of longing and I find it simply beautiful.

Ent's song about the loss of their Wives)
"Ent:
'When Spring unfolds the beechen leaf,
and sap is in the bough;
When light is on the wild-wood stream,
and wind is on the brow;
When stride is long, and breath is deep,
and keen on the mountain-air,
Come back to me! come back to me,
and say my land is fair!'
'When Summer lies upon the world,
and in a noon of gold
Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves
the dreams of trees unfold;
When woodland halls are green and cool,
and wind is in the West,
Come back to m! Come back to me,
and say my land is best!'