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Transported...Thanks to Saavedro

Within my bosom, my heart beat fast and heavy,  
Akin to standin' in the rain and bein' in awe of the sky,  
Seein' your face again in that game, that memory  
Floods back to my mind with a heavy sigh.  

Transported back to that time, back to that day,  
When I first fell in love with you,  
When my heart went astray,  
When Eros' arrow hit it's target true.  
 
That game I had played several times before,  
As a child, never understandin' your character's complexity,  
Until I grew older, and began to mature,  
I knew your necessitous hostility, and your gleamin' intensity.  
 
Your loss, your sorrow, your resentment  
Broke my heart into a million pieces,  
My goal becomin' to help you, imminent,  
Your soul, tormented and restless.  
 
Each message fillin' my heart with sorrow,  
Yet liftin' me up, seein' your beautiful, kind, face,  
You beautiful, sweet, kind, warm, glowin', invitin', actor maestro,  
In my heart and in my soul, you have a special place.  
 
...And they say time travel isn't possible.
Do you ever go back to the day we met?  
The moment I fell, the moment we met, I go to in this beautiful cycle,  
Over and over, thoughts of past and future not to happen yet.  
 
Thank you Myst games, thank you Saavedro, without you, I never would have found and fallen for the best human being in all of existence!
Written by Orc_Pirate_68 (Sabrina Kirk-Caldwell)
Published | Edited 9th Mar 2020
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