Disclaimer: I don't own The Gemma Doyle Trilogy.
This is just a poem of how Gemma feels a few months after Kartik dies. Enjoy!
We took part in a battle,
And the Tree took your soul,
And to tell you the truth,
It has taken its toll,
I cry almost every night,
And dream of you,
Wishing for you to come back,
Knowing that wish won't come true.
I moved to America,
For a second chance,
No more teas or balls,
Or having to dance.
Felicity and Ann are well,
The do tell me so,
Felicity moved to Paris,
And Ann is the star of the show.
I will always remember you,
My memories will stay,
And it will be like that,
Until I live my last day.
I wrote this in like 10 minutes so flame all you want. I take constructive criticism and put it in my writing. Also, there's a poll on my profile I'd like you to take. I would like to make a one-shot of a TDI/A and Gemma Doyle Trilogy crossover. Check the poll out I'd appreciate it. R&R!
