PSL- I so love the Chopin/Polak pairing so I thought I'd get the yummies outta my system.

Frederic and Polka: O.O uh

Frederic: *twitch twitch* Why did it have to be you……*sighs*

PSL- Frederic don't be so mean!! *sniffles*

Polka: Frederic that was rude! Apologize *glares*

Frederic: I-I'm sorry…..*bows head in shame* I'm almost as bad as Allegretto.

PSL- it's ok! *hugs Frederic*

Frederic : Eternal Sonata is not owned by PSL and she would appriciate it if you would not flame her for this is her first one shot story. However she does own the lyrics in italics.

Polka: Also Please Review so she may write more!

PSL- Thanks guys! (^.^) This fic is mostly Polka's thoughts as she Sings a song she wrote dedicated to Frederic.

~Polka's Eternal Sonata~

It has been 25 years in my world since Frederic returned to his world.

When I opened my eyes, Over the city of Riatrdando,

I never told him how I felt and now….I regret it.

I heard a voice, Soft,Solemn,andTrue,

He never could see how much I cared. He left thinking no one wanted him around is what Viola told me, but he never even said good bye to me. No one wanted him around? What a joke that is. He didn't say goodbye….he knew…..he knew I wanted him to stay.

The words that were spoken, moved my heart,

Now he's gone never to return. At least not by God's power….is there some way? Some way he could come home.

In a song that was so blue,

To me? Even if he doesn't feel the same I miss his smile….hearing him laugh….everything.

So then I turned, With my hand held out to you,

Will he come home? Would he if he was given the chance? Or…would he stay to die in his world? In his world, where our world is but a dream of his as he least that's what he believed.

The song I hear, as you hit those keys,

You played a song for me once. One of your Compositins that you wrote for your sister. Who died when she was 14 like I was during our journey. Now I am 39 like you were. If you came back would you be the same or age. Is time different in your world than in mine.

Touches me so, it tells a tale of pain, One I truly know,

I miss you….I love you….what would you think of me if you saw me…heard me now? Would you feel the same? Would you laugh and smile saying I'm like your little sister? I sure hope not…..I am not your sister….but I am your friend….

A song I hear again and again, an eternal melody,

I sing this song everyday at least once to relieve the pain of your leaving. I miss you a lot. I hope you come back. I will wait forever if I must. If I die before you return well…I'll wait for you at the gates.

A song written just for you, A sonata just for me.

"I love you Frederic Francois Chopin. No one else can ever claim my heart as you have. No one ever will." I spoke softly my eyes watching over the waves of sea from the cliffs. This is where we first met and I wait here thinking if you ever come back. This will be the first place you look. This sea reminds me of you Dark mysterious blue of great wide-spread wisdom.

In the dark reaches of the field a shadow of a man drifted over the grass as he walked away from the Sea. His dark eyes drifted to her once more as he gently whispered, "Polka…I love you too." he turned and returned to the dark forest until a day came where he could face this Lonely Angel who stood waiting by the Sea…..for him.

Polka never heard his whisper and if she did she probably would have thought it was her imagination. One day she will learn he was there watching…waiting…until she was truly ready for his return…..his return. That would change their lives forever as he claimed her as his for the rest of time.