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Time Made Me Lonely

When loneliness was my companion everything in life was a blur. No one could help me. When they tried to, I pushed them away, I forced them to leave me alone. Eventually they did. Everyone accept you. Why you stayed I'll never know. Then that special day came. When you brought me back to reality. It was on a Friday cool, and bleak but that was one of the most important days of my life. Often times we associate cold, and dreariness with sorrow, and grief, but not me, not that day. that was when you saved me from myself.

There was a time, I was so lonely,

Remember the time, it was on Friday,

You help me feel better about who I was. Who I wanted to be. I wanted to be everything, and anything. My dreams were so high. Sometimes it felt as if I'd never get to reach them. I remember that Friday. You came to me, and waited. You said you wouldn't leave until I was ready to be alone. At first it hurt that you didn't trust me, that you thought I was a danger to myself! I thought I was not. But I was! I tried to escape, to free myself from reality. You followed me, you even chased me, until you caught up, and I squirmed, and tried to run from your grasp, but for naught. It was futile. You held me until I was calm, and then you sat me on your knee, and I cried, until my eyes burned from the tears. You said you would make me feel better my way.

You made me feel fine, we did it my way,

I sat on your knees, every Friday,

I was only ten, and immature, but I knew that you were wise beyond years. They did not know what really happened. You said you'd never tell them, that it was our little secret. It was, and still is. You kept it closed. Along with our Digimon, and our newly found friends, you you made me feel safe. I felt safe. No one knew the loneliness I felt. Even you. That is, until you made me open up. I was scared, and I was being selfish, but how could I not? I didn't want to save a world, that was not even my home. Why should I? Find someone else to do the job, I didn't want it.

We walked in fields of golden hay.

I still recall you.

Joe...

That was the best part of the DigiWorld. The forests, and fields. Nature was beautiful. Sometimes, when you were asleep, I would look at the night sky, beauitul. I would try counting the stars. Silly I know, but I had no one else to talk to. I had time to think. Of me, and of you. Most of all. I wanted to share the moments with you, but you were so serious. "We have a mission." What's more important? A mission or romance! Even though now, I do not see you as much as I would like to, I still remember the time spent. The times when I watched you sleep. Do you think of me? I think of you? I miss you.

I sat on your chair, by the fire,

Transfixed in a stare, taking me higher,

Are you glad I'm coming to visit you? I'm excited.. Now it's time to tell you the truth. To give you thanks. I know it sounds cheesy. Something out of a love story, but when you need someone, and you love someone you do crazy things. I'm a little scared right now. I have no idea what I am going to say, or what I will do. Uncertainty is such a horrible thing. No longer am I unsure. I am positive. Now I am going to tell you. I am scared but I'll ask. As long as you are there to listen.

Of course you are there to listen! Where else can you go? You are stuck there, unable to leave. Your spirit is near, I can feel it. I wish I could have said goodbye properly. I didn't! I want to say it again. How could you leave me? I thought you loved me! I still love you, but you are gone now. Out sight, but not out mind. I hope your grave is decorated with flowers. The last time I visited it was beautiful. II miss you Joe... It's so incomplete now.