Night is fading and the morning is almost here
The Moon is setting and the sun will rise in the east in just a short time
the garden is quiet and very cold.....crisp and dusted with
frosted trees and crystallized grass
CC sits waiting
it has been days since Lelouch came to the garden
its been days since CC has seen him walk by on the windy path
Its been lonely and cold in the garden
This is why the days grow longer and the nights are much colder
i keep hearing those words over and over....
"CC, I am just to busy to think about this at the moment"....."its really not my place to fill that spot"... Why Lelouch, why can't you allow yourself to get closer? What do you fear? Are you afraid of him? Are you afraid of love? Is it me?
I know your not busy now. Things are better right now.... I know you are sitting out there thinking
thinking about all the things we used to talk about for hours...
the things that made us smile
I know your feet are still warm and that you long for our times barefooted...I know Lelouch
^ ^ still cares.
Its still plenty dark outside...come sit with me for a moment, we can watch together
I won't talk
I won't tell a soul
it's still a secret...you don't exist to anyone but me.
We nevr have to leave the garden
I wont make you, not until your ready
Not until your comfortable.........YOU said we had to wait. I AM WAITING....
i just want you near
we can hide at the first ray of sunshine and before the kiss of morning falls on our faces....
we can hide deep into the woods. I know we are safe there. Come sit with me.
So, today.......I wish and want for you to spend time with me again. To hold on tight, To catch me with I fall. To look into my eyes, to hold me close and to dance with me as we did the first time we saw each other.
Come to the garden Lelouch, I want to see you in the garden again.
To walk barefoot and to talk about the things that we love there...to play and to laugh over the things taht will never be... to dream about the things that will be.
And we will dance before the moon sets and the sunrises
We will hear the music
and our voices will be silent
....nothing more than fog from oour breath will cirlce between us
Come dance with me..
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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