Request by laFia
(The Art of Watching)
Watching
As a stranger calls out
Talking about sailing
And adventures
They will have
Makes him a little wistful
(Until said stranger
Makes it clear
He was planning on sailing
And having adventures
In his boat)
That makes him a little indignant
And kind of happy
.
Watching
As the idiot
Accidently crushes a building
To rubble
(Again)
Makes him exasperated
(And no, he is most certainly not smiling)
.
Watching
As slowly, their crew
Becomes bigger
He finds himself in the position
Of 'first mate' and 'discipliner'
(He thought that duty
Would fall to the captain
But he finds himself reeling his friend back
From his crazy schemes
More often than anyone else)
No one ever declared he was first mate
Certainly not the captain
But just because it wasn't said
Doesn't mean it isn't true
.
Watching
As your best friend
Make his dream come true
And finds his freedom
Is incredible
Watching
From his side
As he pulls you along for the ride
Is even better
.
Watching
As the world curses their names
Is a funny feeling
But they are strong
They are young
And immortal
Their world is held together
By adventure
And excitement
And he has never been happier
And he laughs
Because the world doesn't know
His captain
(No matter what kind of crew he captains)
Is a good man
.
Watching
As his friend learns
His life is almost up
Is like a slap to the face
Like someone is squeezing his throat
But he still has years
He knows now
They are not immortal
But his heart doesn't believe it
(Someone as strong as his captain
His friend
Does not die)
.
(Right?)
.
Watching
As they come together again
A crew held together
By determination
And a desperation
For adventure
Is both uplifting
And makes him confused
Soon, they're back to exploring
And his captain still accidently
Knocks down buildings
So he decides
It must be nothing
.
Watching
As his friend
Tears through the world
To reach the end of it
Is a little bit electrifying
It makes him
(Usually the level headed one)
Want to rip up islands
And fight everyone he comes across
He doesn't feel violent
But he's restless
.
Watching
As his captain is taken
Is excruciating
He wants to yell
To the ocean
They have sailed
For these many long years
And the sky
And the whole world
That his a man as strong as his captain
Cannot die
No matter how old
Or sick
Or free he is
.
Watching
As blood spills
Staining red coats redder
Makes him feel
Like the world has dropped
Out from underneath him
He wants to tell his captain
His friend
That he cannot die
He has to be immortal
Because there are more islands to go to
More adventures to have
More seas to sail
And more buildings to turn to rubble
He wants to tell him
That he cannot show up
Out of nowhere
Talking about freedom
And sailing on his boat
And just leave
(It does not matter that,
Logically,
They did all those things
There is always more)
.
Watching
As people cheer
Unbelieving
And elated
That the man they cursed
Is finally gone
His world crumbles
He has never felt this way
And he wishes
It would all disappear
The screaming crowds
The drinks people share
Their toasts to long life
And the mothers
Who are happy
Their child won't grow up
In the age of the Pirate King
And he cries
Because the world doesn't know
His captain
Is a good man
(And now, they never will)
New one shot Tend to Grieve is posted.
Summary:
Even when they are gone, he remains. Though, he's not quite the same... (and maybe they aren't entirely gone at all)
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