My lady Phaedra

after what had felt like an Avant Garde song i went to the pond we used to kiss Infront , phaedra. after a long week of counting the squares on my bedroom floor I finally was able to look upon the sky , the Mallards  reminded me of when i was on top of the world and I ruined it. I wanted to be loved like the clouds watching those birds as they sore. you wanted to feel safe like dew drops layed on top of the daffodil leaves. and when the soilders quite because the fighting was too strong I thought of you , I crawled on the bloody ground to get you through. in a nutshell you summed up those feelings of yours about grief , but I said at least all of that unexpressed love will be released. I don't know if you're the same but I went to bed with you every night since that night at the buffet when you told me that the ship was far too weak to carry on , that night when I wished I never asked you to Bury the Hatchet. and I know she was on my arms the winter you went back home for Christmas , but would you believe me if I said that everytime I would open my eyes after each kiss I would curse her a million times because she wasn't you?. I set here and weep on the rogue that was taking upon my soul when you were there , but would you forgive me even if you're too old to care ? . and even tho I can bearly catch my breath , I still chase the wind everyday to have again your unprotective mess , my lady phaedra.