Description: Written for the memory of the girl I loved. We cannot be together any longer but I nurse the fragments of joy I still remember. I don't hate her and can only wish her well from this far away medium.
Far From Elite,
For You... -------------------------------------------
I looked up into the winter sky tonight
and caught of a glimpse of the silver light--
such nights always remind me of you;
I cannot claim this is a new experience.
But what are you doing on this occasion?
Perhaps remembering a past celebration?
What of that Yuletide night we danced--
danced until our feet would support us no more?
We've gone our separate ways, as time has shown--
traveling down roads shadowy and unknown;
Sad is the parting of beloved friends--
worse still is the parting of kindred spirits.
I cannot say it aloud, but I do silently wish
Of my face in the moon, you might catch a glimpse--
And though we are broken apart, it is still Yule,
So I turn my eyes to the heavens and wish you well.
I find this work to display a certain kind of literary bravery. I like how you make it clear that you know this kind of piece is nothing new, but you've got to write it anyway. The message is displayed in your own way and you did a good job in my opinion- it came through as original and totally your own, and I think that was the challenge here (as a writer, not the character). Well done.