A dear friend of mine, whose name I won't say,
claimed to leave Gaia sometime on some day.
He left with a crash, mad words I could read,
all that was left of my terrible deed.
"Is it really my fault," I question in quiet,
"that he contiued to lead this saddening riot?"
I suppose that it is truly "So long and fair well."
Nolonger does he choose in Gaia to dwell.
...
I get poetic when I'm saddened. Sorry about that. But a friend has left Gaia, in fact he threw the idea around a bit. I told him I'd miss him, for he was a good friend... He said he'd stay a while longer, but I got on just now and found I was wrong. He's left. Possibly to return on Valentine's day for no apparent reason. It's not like I care... He's gone for long in my mind. Even if he does come back for a pointless little day, he won't really be there.
I suppose it's my fault, getting too attached to an online buddy. But it's like that with all friendships, right? You can't help but get attached.
He didn't get attached, obviously, and he's off now. He left with rude goodbye... A horrible end to his Gaia.
I don't know why I wrote this... I mean, anyone can see it. But I guess I just really wish he would see it out of all of you. I'm such a dramatic.
I'm out for now. I'll try to get on more often.
-Madd
 The Madder Hatter · Sat Feb 10, 2007 @ 04:34pm · 1 Comments |
