REQUIEMS

A Spy's Requiem

A Spy's Requiem

Another poem added to the collection! Time for the reviews!

Frodo007: Thank you for your constant review. Glad to see you still enjoy my poems, not matter how emotional they get.

Sin Divo: Wept past the point of exhaustion, eh? Similar with me-I render myself to remain hard, cool, and sarcastic (etc.) and restrain any rebellious tears from escaping. Crying is a thing of the past for me. But it's nice that you liked all the poems and are looking forward to more.

We all remember the bittersweet, tragic love tale of Matthew and Leila, correct? Well, this is Matthew's final good-bye to her, in poem format.

Disclaimer: Who do you think I am? Bill Gates? Donald Trump? ...The Demon King himself?

You were just like me, an Ostian spy.

You were my partner,

My friend,

My conscience,

My lover.

You were once full of passion and beauty,

Agility, wits, and stealth.

Like true thieves we stole each other's hearts.

But that was a long time ago,

For now you lie inside the ground,

Cold as ice,

Pale as the snow.

Never to breathe life into me again.

I didn't think you were capable of mistakes,

You flawlessly performed your work inside and out,

Though I knew you take care of yourself,

I still couldn't help it

But to worry for your safety.

A spy's life is nothing but dangerous.

I faced the day I always dreaded,

The day to see you dead,

Your spirit gone,

Your pulse lost,

Your warmth faded,

And your body bloodied, mangled, and lifeless.

Why couldn't fate spare me this heart-wrenching sight

And let me die in your place instead?

Waited too long, waited too long,

I waited far too long.

I should have done it sooner,

Should have asked you sooner

To leave the spy's life behind

Meet my parents,

And start a new life,

With me, perhaps.

As punishment for my delay,

I lost you forever,

I lost everything we could have done

Together.

The only thing I could give to you

Was a proper burial in your homeland.

So here, I am,

Wandering and alone,

No one is there to light my way,

There's no one around to call my name

And give me something to fight for,

Hope for,

Dream for,

Reach for,

Die for.

I lost a very special person in my life,

A person who understood me,

And always enjoyed my company.

You brought so much joy into my life

And death took it all away.

I lost a very special person long ago,

That special person was you.

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