Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Peggy-sama or Cecelia. Or Yu-Gi-Oh!.
July 10, 1999
Cecelia, the love of my life, is gone.
Imagine, if you will, the many kinds of grief a man may feel. This is the worst, the kind that no man should be made bare, the most terrible of all.
Have you ever met that one special person to whom you feel you could pledge your heart and soul to? Cecelia is that woman to me. And now she is no more. She is like the late summer rose, preciously beautiful, and gone in a single instant.
Oh Cecelia, my love, what I wouldn't do to once more look into your eyes, to once more hold youin my arms. But no more. Now all I have to remember you by are portraits, captured moments of your life and our brief time together. But they can never compare.
Soon though, soon you may once again be mine.
July 10, 1999
Cecelia, the love of my life, is gone.
Imagine, if you will, the many kinds of grief a man may feel. This is the worst, the kind that no man should be made bare, the most terrible of all.
Have you ever met that one special person to whom you feel you could pledge your heart and soul to? Cecelia is that woman to me. And now she is no more. She is like the late summer rose, preciously beautiful, and gone in a single instant.
Oh Cecelia, my love, what I wouldn't do to once more look into your eyes, to once more hold youin my arms. But no more. Now all I have to remember you by are portraits, captured moments of your life and our brief time together. But they can never compare.
Soon though, soon you may once again be mine.