Sounds of laughter faded slowly,
Speech of encouragement drifted faintly,
This bleak loneliness
Is slowly consuming my heart.

Ship of friends sailed far away,
Hands of love were pulled away,
How long has it been
Since I longed for the warmth?

From day to day,
I pray that the next day,
My dream would come true
And be where I wished to be.

Sympathy,
Cruelty,
I am experiencing both
But will those two destroy me?

It is a pity,
That I could not be at all ready
To tell of what is deep in my heart,
And suffer from the solitude.

It is very unlikely,
To obtain what I love greatly,
Thus I sigh,
And hope that miracle would happen,
To no longer let me cry at your leaving... ever...

There is nothing else to write here... Possibly... Should start continuing the story, for Inire is my shadow...