Remove belt,
Remove armor,
Remove hair,
Remove spear,
Remove tassel.
"Our love was special like water down the drain",
Said Freya as we stood by each other near a fountain,
Located in the center of an abandoned square
That once shed of life other than grass
Growing between the cracks on the walls
And the path of cobblestone below our feet.
Remove rain,
Remove mind,
Remove thoughts,
Remove skin,
Remove pain.
Noticing the ruins surrounding us,
I swear I could see myself in them,
As in yet another broken piece
Freya desperately wanted to rebuild
And bring it back to its original state.
She wants to do it all by herself
Even knowing she will only get hurt by result,
A kind of bravery to be appreciated
Despite how hopeless it might seem.
Remove ears,
Remove feet,
Remove snout,
Remove dreams,
Remove mouth.
"I have been thinking about the way
You used to talk to me", she said,
"But now it seems we never talk at all".
Meanwhile, I got a thousand other reasons
To remember my former self of years ago.
"I did not mean to sound rude, but heroic", I said,
Reminiscing about the day I had to leave Burmecia
And everything I cared for behind, including Freya.
Remove body,
Remove eyes,
Remove teeth,
Remove laugh,
Remove wit.
"How come it took three days
For our world to collapse?", I said,
And as much as I, Freya had no answer
But a tense silenced followed and stood
Upon us like a cloud of uncertainties.
"How did you survive Cleyra's downfall?", she asked,
And, suffering from a momentary lack of words,
The only answer I had for that question was:
"I don't remember. At all".
Remove "F-"
Remove "-rat-",
Remove "-ley",
Remove "Iron-",
Remove "-tail",
What else is there left to improve
If all you can do is "remove"?