Mon cherri,
"Good morning there, you beautiful, sweet man,"
Smiling; It's all i can do. Still, I'm not very good it, even now.
It's what it does to you, see? It tears you apart, leaving nothing but horrendous, ugly wounds. But you bear with it; you're a captain, It's all you are allowed.
"Your name is Arthur? Why do I ask? Oh, never you mind that, "
Nothing lasts very long here, I apologize, my lucky ones. See, I may not know you for very long, for very long at all, but please, remember this small detail:
"I'm glad to have met you, my friend,"
Yes, all I can say,
All that I will say,
Especially to you,
"Everything will be fine one day,"
YOU ARE READING
The Old Lie
Fanfiction"Dolce et decorum et pro patrina mori," In other words, propreganda. And perhaps in another sense; I wish it hadn't fooled you; I wish you were still here with me, eternally by my side.
