Flying through life.. with no end in sight...
Will there ever be solace.. for this horrible strife?
I just want an answer, someone to affirm...
That I am worthy... a true love I yearn.
But what if I'm not? What shall I do then?
I suppose I'll just wait...
Until I meet my sweet end.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Glacian, in the year 354 AF.