A poem about Sol's love

by DDRStitch626

At Sunset

Sol, belongs to me, Nikkita, belongs to Dragon.

At sunset, the sun goes down and I'm standing in darkness, so dark and alone. So sad as the night sky is shown, the cold air upon my fur, tears of the lost of my beloved Nikkita. I wish that his death wasn't real.

For I stand in my world, all alone, now I have been sadden by the lost loved, and it was this day, this sunset, that he died. On the floor, in my arms, hugging his lifeless body, stroking his fur, wishing that he would awake.

And on this sunset I remain alone, I stand alone, I love a dead experiment named Nikkita.

I fall deeper into the abyss of loneliness in my own little world and this day, this time and one sunset. I sit next to my man. My love.

Alone.