I was just thinking about Otto and Rosie. I don't know about all of you, but I felt horrible when she died. Anyway, it's my first document on fanfiction, so tell me what you think.
"Distant"
When I walk down the street, or witness a thief,
I think of what was taken from me.
The cool soothing breeze, on warm summer days,
Reminds me of how far you've drifted away.
Yet I will still love you, and no other, I'm sure,
Will have my face smiling,
Or make my heart purr.
They speak in my head, Saying I've won,
But I take no heed; for it's their fault you're gone.
I wish you were here, to ease off my pain,
So I may look in your eyes,
And be happy again.
I wish this cruel fact, was merely a dream,
To look in the midst, and your name I would call,
And find that you never really did fall.
But all seems unlikely, and despite how I feel,
Things just continue, and seem oh too real.
Why did I do it? What means did I have?
To throw out your life, to kill you, my wife.
I still can't believe it, and I don't know why,
I'm living and breathing, when I just wish to die.
A bush in a garden, birds in a tree,
Nag at me telling, how much you meant to me.
I feel like a flower, cut from its root,
Drinking no water, nor taking in food,
Shriveling and dying, slowly and hard,
Cast out from life, into the yard.
I never realized how cruel life could be,
Until you were horribly taken from me.
I crawl to the top, the top of the tower,
Like some enormous black widow spider.
Everyone points, and gasps at the sight,
As I climb on and on, saddened all right.
Resting on the top, the point of the earth,
I sit there looking over the busy turf.
Holding back tears, staring above,
But nothing can replace you, nothing, my love.
Your smile had healing, your hugs full of love,
Your kisses were strong, yet as light as a dove.
Yes, I shall miss you, I shall miss you greatly.
This emptiness, it seems ever fatally.
Your beautiful eyes, sparkling and cozy,
Oh how I'll miss you, I miss you, my Rosie.