Ah, an age old love story... Oh, but I wish i could write it in prose! Then somehow it would seem more poetic than I could ever manage in this form...
This is my earliest poem, it's about one of the many things that people dream about... especially in elfwood! I'm sure I had to have help ryming..(since I was only 8 when i wrote this) but that's what dictionarys are for, right? Overall, i'm kinda surprised at how well it turned out.
'He' is somewhere that i cannot tell you yet, looking for someone that i cannot tell you who it is, and he is gradualy remembering what he has forgotten about what i won't tell you yet, for a reason that i cannot give..just yet. but later on it will involve technology...ooh HUGE spoiler there...comparing that to all those things that i wont tell you...yet.