An embrace of lover's folly upon the North shore.

Hello again, my truest friend.

It has been so long since we

Spoke freely to one another,

of the throngs of love,

In an embrace of a 

lover's folly.

Upon the banks of the north shore.

I return every night. Only to find

our sacred spot, of matrimonial

Covenant. Abandoned.

And every night, my heart recoils

in terror.

Terror of the time, upon a clock.

The work of which I fear your

absence may become.

Abandon me, and our sacred rite?

Our ancient ritual?

My heart, no longer entwined with yours?

Never again, caressing your form in

this world?

Or the next?

Myself? An individual, thrown into this

world to fight. Once more, for 

nothing

So much time, my love. Spent on

Something so hopelessly fleeting...

I feel it better to have 

never loved at all than to have

loved and then abandoned.

Once again I stand, a stranger.