"Solitude"

It was at to this time when you desired to give all what you have,
But was too unfortunate because you have none.
You had attained what you had been striving for years,
Only to realize that it wasn't worth all of it.

The battle had been ended with lots of blood pooling,
On every single bodies that scattered on the ground.
A lonesome wolf had reached to the delicate being,
Watching her breathing and hoping it would be okay.

Nonetheless, he knew, it was futile to hope,
There was nothing he could do to prolong her sweet words.
Memories bashed his head as he recalled all the recent events,
In which he would truly treasured even if she was alive or dead.

Once a upon a time he said that it was painful to be alone,
Then there she came, stopping him to go.
She said to him that he said it was painful to be alone,
That without him, she would be as lonely as him.

Solitude.

Is solitude was his only companion?
He was used to being alone, but when Light came to him,
To save him from his homeland called Darkness,
He didn't try to search for solitude again.

And now that it was nearing,
He was coming back to where he had belonged.
Had solitude missed him greatly?
That a life must be sacrificed for him to come home?

And then there was silence.
The cold droplets of tears finally gave its way down to the surface of the earth.
And she was there in his arms,
With a smile that he would forever remember.


Ayane Selznick
December 25, 2004