writing A young man and a young woman

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

This simple dream of dreams, of which I have come to know
By far the greatest fantasy that I ever told
Of a young man who tried so desperately to care
And a young woman who dared to change a life

It was the self-given duty of this young man
To about the world and give up all of his heart
An act of good which he willed against the bad
In a world where most dreams never come true

It was a hard life to live, as this young woman had
Abandonment and loss, and a will to love

She kept on strong, even though she knew life would have her
In a world so cruel to those in pain

A single chance meeting, and a lifetime of thought
Had the world forgiven them?

They met eyes, and a new story began
Filling the voids each other had

It all seemed to be going along
But life had had second thoughts
A quick strike to the young girl’s heart
And a struggle that would be an end

Little melancholy catastrophe
He knew you once, and he knew you now
The young boy, he tried so desperately
To keep life away from the young girl’s heart

Disaster was the thief that brought all hope to its knees
Poor little girl who tried to give up
And foolish little boy for not trying hard enough
Why would life forsake these two?

A wound was bestowed upon the little girl
The cause of greater pain than yet to know
And in time, life would call again
The little boy stood with open arms
 

Little boy, hearing those words
Words like ice and mishap
These words of the news the little girl brought
And the little boy stood stunned

A brief time of true confessions and passion
Love was declared…
And the little boy and little girl joined their hands
For the first, and last time

Life would be the hidden enemy once again
Even though all seemed right with the world
No one could suspect the end
Life insisted such

 

The young man did not say goodbye
He never had the chance
The young woman disappeared without a word
And only a void was left

Depressing themes of everyday life

A symphony of pain

Forgotten hopes of a later day

And onward with his life

 

Struggling to find a way

Hoping for an event that will not come

Tell me once again, young man

What made you so sad?

Holidays and happiness

He was learning to let go

Leaving himself up to fate

And searching for a reason

 

Damn the truth

No more lullabies

Now he knew

And now he cries

 

The tides of love, fear, and regret

The hopelessness of believing

Cry, a little more, perhaps three more tears will bring her back

Die, a little more, is this what she wanted of him?

Sing me a song of eternity

Forgotten hope in a living truth

In times of need, or in times of success

Sing me this song, when I am happy

Sing me this song when I cry

Know that I listen, and know all the same

Never dare to forget all these times we had

Follow me down the farthest road

Past the forests and oceans, and even past reason

Meet me at our own time, in life’s splendid gardens

Know that I love you, and always will

Me, a little boy, and you, a little girl

May life finally forgive us.

 

-David Favret