Oh my sweet Dorothia,
are you saddened by the sudden ending
of a story that was very well forbidden
reminding you of Romeo and Juliet— quite fascinating
Although this one was unlikely,
you were the main character of the story
though pain and suffering is Imminent
You would still like to think that this love is meant
Writing love letters in every day
with no address to be sent directly
Oh how I love the courage you possessed
wasted on a lover who could care less
Neglected,
Tormented,
Distraught
by the emotions you have felt
Overflowing,
very much overwhelming
If you let go,
would they run after you?
Confused,
hurt,
and obviously in pain
how much optimism do you obtain?
Tricking your mind to think that you are right,
for fighting battles that wasn't even meant to be a war
Tragic to be called a warrior despite of a Queen you are
love shouldn't be a mine of battlefield with dead stars
Exhausted,
demoralized
dejected,
still not willing to accept defeat
Rest now, my sweet Dorothia
Save yourself from this turmoil
You've been a great warrior,
it's time to go back to your harmonious fortress
