The Tears of Longing and LossI miss her,
I miss her everyday that I'm away from her,
I miss the friendly hugs we once shared,
The loving and knowing smiles we once exchanged in between our classes.
If she could see the tears that now stain my alabaster cheeks,
She'd know of my feelings of loss at the distance between us,
I wish she'd know my feelings of longing for our paths to cross once again.
I wish to see her,
Face to face,
For my eyes to meet hers beyond a video screen,
For my eyes to no longer look at her with longing and pain,
I wish to look upon her with eyes that have no tears of loss and pain to blind them,
I wish to hold her with arms that no need to long for a caring embrace,
Most of all,
I wish for her to be by my side,
to be able to help me wipe away the tears that still trail down my face to this day,
I wish she were here in my friendly embrace,
So I could stop crying these tears of longing and loss.
The Love Of An Unappreciated Companion Chapter Four: Lawrence's Spirit Plain
(Warning! Blood! And that is all; thank you~!)
That night, as Richard started to dream, he dreamed of his and Lawrence's apartment. He was sitting on the couch in the living-room when he heard a loud scream coming from the washroom. So, he ran over to see what was going on, only to be met half way by Lawrence. Lawrence was in his red and black silk bathrobe, his hair still damp; dripping with soapy water. He looked very mad and Richard couldn't help but think that he was having some slight deja vu as Lawrence leaned against the wall.
Then, it hit him. 'That's right,' he thought,'this is the time that Lawrence got his foot cut up by my razor that I left in the shower!' That's when when he looked down to confirm it. And yes; there was a small pool of blood underneath the foot Dream Lawrence was holding up above the hard wood flooring. Richard sighed,'I wish I hadn't left my razor in the shower, then Lawrence wouldn't have gotten hurt,' he thou