I woke up with you by my side and I couldn't stay.
Couldn't stay. Couldn't stay.
This is so messed up, Wendy. I leave the raggedy old blanket you tried to cover me with, folded by your side. And I wondered if anyone in the house realized you were missing, and what they would think if they found you sleeping beside a little boy.
I need to figure things out. For once in my life, I need to be on my own and I need to grow up, Wendy. I know it's what you've been telling me all along.
Out in the woods, I find a little shed that I'm sure nobody knows about - from the outside, it looks years old. But I step inside and the new decorating screams Tinkerbell.
That little fairy, always taking care of me.
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Wendy
Poetry"He left me all alone, now what am I supposed to do?" "She wanted me to grow up, I wasn't sure I could." Did you think there story was finished, once Peter went back to Neverland? I don't think so, after all, how could they forget the love of their...
