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Without You...
Written by: The Sweet and Sour Arcanist, Saidie Xanatov-Ithilien
Date: Thursday, April 21st, 2005
Addressed to: Arcane Hunter Lufius Xanatov-Ithilien
As I watch the sun go down, once again signifying the end of yet another
lonely day. I cant help but sigh as I think about all that you've
missed, again.
I remember with a saddened smile, each dream we dreamed together. Each
wish, each hope..each promise. And I sigh once again, as I think of all
the moments we wasted.
Life never pauses for even for a moment. It continues moving as the
flowers bloom, the seasons change and the young grow old. No matter how
hard you attempt to hold it back, it just moves on.
Together, each accomplishment, each sunrise, each smile meant so much
more.
Alone, It's hard to understand what reasons there are to even keep
going.
A tree without its roots cannot keep growing. A flower with no sun, has
nothing to help it bloom. A bird without his mate, has no reason to
sing...
And that's exactly how I feel, each moment that I'm without you...
Penned by my hand on the 16th of Lupar, in the year 390 AF.
Without You...
Written by: The Sweet and Sour Arcanist, Saidie Xanatov-Ithilien
Date: Thursday, April 21st, 2005
Addressed to: Arcane Hunter Lufius Xanatov-Ithilien
As I watch the sun go down, once again signifying the end of yet another
lonely day. I cant help but sigh as I think about all that you've
missed, again.
I remember with a saddened smile, each dream we dreamed together. Each
wish, each hope..each promise. And I sigh once again, as I think of all
the moments we wasted.
Life never pauses for even for a moment. It continues moving as the
flowers bloom, the seasons change and the young grow old. No matter how
hard you attempt to hold it back, it just moves on.
Together, each accomplishment, each sunrise, each smile meant so much
more.
Alone, It's hard to understand what reasons there are to even keep
going.
A tree without its roots cannot keep growing. A flower with no sun, has
nothing to help it bloom. A bird without his mate, has no reason to
sing...
And that's exactly how I feel, each moment that I'm without you...
Penned by my hand on the 16th of Lupar, in the year 390 AF.