Jaded
Before I would have crossed all and any sea
Before I would have a slave for thee
I still would if it were a choice,
But now I feel I have no voice
Long ago you left me 'lone
With the accident that claimed four of our own
Yet you lived on in more than just my dreams
I thought I had lost you; I was wrong or so it would seem
I held up false hope
That I would one day have no reason to mope
But than that thought crashed; my green world came crumbling down when he showed
Gun in tow
I knew right than that my chances were slim
I didn't need telepathy to tell that you loved him
Those bright-eyed looks
Always going off in a mook
Worried that you weren't enough
How could I be foolish enough
To think that we would still be a pair
Yes, that red vulpine captain
Seemed to hold your attraction
And hew seemed so tender, so sweet
You two were just fit; my heart, it nearly did not beat
When I realized I was second in line
When you were gone
I'd sit by the pond
The one we used to share our lunches and tears
Where we would go when what threatened to overthrow were our fears
Or whatever else was on our minds
I guess what I want to say
Is that no matter how far away
In my heart you will always be.
A/N: Yes, I know that this is short, but it is a poem.
Also:
mook- Cerinian word that means off in a daydream or lost in thought.