I waited for you, watching the hand of the watch in my pocket crawl by, hour by hour. I saw the sun set and rise and set a thousand times, while I just sat by, and waited. 

I waited for you, to see my eyes broken and tear-stained, my stomach aching with hunger and my muscles decaying, falling from my bones. I let the sickness come, and go, until nothing was left. 

And still I waited for you. 

Perhaps this was the issue at hand. 

Always waiting , waiting , waiting 

Did you never consider to go and venture out yourself? 

Did you even think to go looking? 

Not everyone can come so readily able to lift you up. 

You must have the strength yourself, my friend. 

I see your light dimming as shadows come crashing in, your head hung low, bravery but a mere shadow compared to the pride you once held. 

Say your prayers, brother. 

Stand true with your light, my friend 

It is time to bloom once more 

I waited for you, and finally release has struck me with its rusty sword. 

I can hardly bear the weight, but no matter 

We’re here now 

Let us just sit here, a while, and talk about the old days 

To reminisce

Would that be alright, brother? 

Just for a fleeting moment, 

Before my stomach crashes through the floor once more and I remember all that reduces my breath to ash 

The chills I felt since I first breathed the air of this world. 

Give me just one, sweet moment, before it all comes back to me 

Don’t worry, I’ll wait for you 

As I always have,

Til my ashes can escape me

And my bones turn blue,

and finally, with a great reluctance,

they too shall yield and break.