No longer dedicated anonymously.
My young world of irrational thought,
Action, behavior, words.
And there you are.
The calm little light that begs forgiveness.
With nothing to forgive,
What can I say?
What can I do to make it better for you?
I want to see you.
Hear your voice.
Why won't you open up?
You know me already without my telling.
You seem to me to know everything.
"Ah, well, we all age, sicken, die.
There is nothing else that can happen."
No! Why? Why do we die?
If you were here, you could tell me that, too.
You free me.
I'm one of so many,
And yet you make me feel special.
A friend like you is so rare.
"But I, like all, and you, must go."
Please don't go.
Please don't leave.
When did I meet you?
I don't know.
It didn't seem to matter.
I guess it doesn't.
The present is most important.
"I will see you soon."
/me misses sensei