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14 - you didn't come home ; epic iii | hadestown (cathedral version)

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to my dream boy,

somewhere, someone's on their first date, having their first kiss, falling inlove. but elsewhere, someone's going through heartbreak, falling apart, and desperately picking up their shattered pieces from the ground.

you were my first in everything, my first love, and my first and last heartbreak. i never thought you'd break my heart, dream. but you did, and you didn't mean to, i know you didn't.

when your family and i escaped, you promised to follow. and i believed that. i feel very empty and useless, you were my everything, and i just lost you - i feel so inadequate. sometimes, i wonder if you ran away with someone else, if this was all a plot to replace me, but you aren't that cruel, some people may think you are, but i know for a fact that you aren't.

tubbo, wilbur and i started planting new stuff! we tend to the flowers and i've taught them how to utilize plants for magic and for their own benefit. wilbur is a great sorcerer now, even greater than when you last saw him! and tubbo, he's such a darling, dream. he plays the ocarina for me sometimes.

i love the flowers, they taught your siblings love, and patience - nurturing and loving something so much that it grows into something very beautiful and out of this world, something unique. i want to nurture them with you once more.

did you know that i run an orphanage now? well, i have been for 40 years, and i adore the children so much, dream. i've always wanted to adopt with you, but that didn't happen. sometimes, i can see you and your determination in their eyes.

i've waited, for a week, a month, a year. 60 years have passed, and you promised you'd follow us to our location when you're done with flavus, but i've grown old, and you still aren't here with me. phil and your siblings are aging beautifully, their aging is slowed down because of their powers after all. and me? i'm just an old man, but i miss you so much, and i just wish we aged together. living inside a small cottage together and all that.

i just hope you're happy, wherever you are. and don't ever forget that i love you so much. i would give all i have to be with you a moment more.

if somehow, we meet again in another life. i want to be in your arms, living a simple life without the roars of war right beside our ears.

i long for you to be here by my side, my dream boy.

your daisy,
george

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"i'm going to go visit the place, i'll be right back." wilbur said, grabbing his pet sheep's leash, his guitar hanging loosely on his back.

"okay then, stay safe son." phil smiled, drinking his cup of coffee.

the curly haired boy started walking out of the tiny forest they resided in, towards the direction of their old nation, it had been almost 65 years after flavus invaded their kingdom, and from what he heard - the place was now a ghost town, people didn't want to visit the place, rumours going around that the ghosts of the citizens and the king would have your head if you entered the area, but wilbur knew they were nothing but stories.

friend stopped once they were at the entrance, and wilbur gently hummed a tune, calming the blue coloured sheep down and actually getting him to walk around the village. the houses were burned down, but there were remains of the old houses, wilbur could almost hear the cheerful chatter within the village. how he missed messing around with tommy and tubbo in here.