pain

I write this for you fair lady, I could not say this while I gaze at your glimmring eyes like the stars, so here i'm trying my best to let it out of my heart before

Come miss Jane.... deliver me from pain.

I gained and drained.... My life in vien.

A story I became.... with histrory All again.

Love is anew... it is all with you.

Kept it hidden... I'm in heaven.

((OOC: Hello everyone, today I bring you something some people have been asking about: The traumatizing experience from Bree, which made Daerundros hate it. Enjoy my 50th Story!! ^^ YAY!!!))

I looked at the letter in my hand, my tears pouring over the paper, that with a soft plap landed on the Parchment.

I looked over at his words, "I fear becoming too close to one soul again." What did he mean by this? Was his loss so great that he was incapable of feeling true Love?

Alas, the pain was to great.

How quickly the years pass... I can still vividly recall the first day I returned in Pelargir, after having extracted my vengeance upon Black Tide. That was five years ago. Tonight, I became twenty three summers old. So many things have happened, so many situations have come to pass... How can I still remember them all, while all this time trying so hard to forget? Why am I unable to forget the things that have happened, the things that I have made to happen? My past, stuck on me, like a leech on a healthy man's flesh...