Years have passed, As I remain standing in my shallow pond. Pond which grew from the tears of the sorrow trees. Looking around the woods, Silence piercing through my ears, I hear nothing but life and death as time continues on. Through the years standing in my pond, I had a dream. A soulmate, one of a kind that would bring joy to the woods. I have long waited, Only to find a shinny stone buried under the tears of mother nature. I reached in to dig up my soulmate. She was right there with me all along, Never took the time to reach into my own pond. With a smile on my face, The stone began to brighten up the forrest. At last I have found the one. Sun rises, Sunsets, Joy from her smile, I watched her fall asleep. I realized it couldn't be, Everything about her was true as my mind had spoke. Moon rises, Moon sets. Thoughts shivering in the woods, I began to cry. She was to perfect for the Forrest which rests beneath my heart. As my tears fell deep down into the pond, The pond began to grow. Now here I am, Stuck, Drowning in my own tears, With my last thoughts being you.
