Lil Dragon it was a good run

Lil Dragon it was a good run

"Lil Dragon it was a good run" he sang out in his deep thundering voice, hair black against the fading light

She looks over at Blu Bird and replies "was it?" there was hurt in her eyes

He looks in her eyes seeing the anger there; he hated when they never give up and nods "yes you tried your best"

She steps closer looking up at him only distance between them "Did I?"

He sighs looking towards the sea, for she was the one who had the most power over him "Don't do this don't belittle what we have"

She follows his glaze toward the sea, hearing her rage, hearing her song, she knew she had him all along "You do by putting a label on it, an expiration date, friends don't have a time limit"

He ignores her words, the sea had him transfix again, she had been there from the beginning, what chance did lil dragon have who came in near the end "I just want it to end"

She looks at the sea and nods "I know" Clinching her hands into fist of angry, hate and rage

He sees this wishing she would just let it all go, but she was afraid to fall "No regrets"

She shakes her head "We all have them whether or not we know it, we all have them"

He nods understanding "Yes but they carry over to your next life"

She hisses "Then the hell to living again" she turns away from the sea and him

He reaches out for her, but she pulls way "You already made your choice, it no longer includes me" looks way from his reach

She walks slowly inland away from the sea, away from the only one who could see, tears flowing like the rain, tasting like the sea, hating him for letting her go, after he promise her he would be there in the end. Though the end was now he wanted out, he wanted to feel nothing not even her, this rage her, that she was nothing again, not even to him, not to anyone.

He shouts out "let it go lil dragon you're beautiful"

She lets his words fall like rain up on the sand and shakes off his touch, after all it would be too much and when the pain rushes in like the sea, it will crash into her, but would never set her free.

Later that night she sits upon a rock, rethinking of a love he had just toss, thinking of him for all entirety thinking and wondering if he had return to the sea. Was he one with her now, was he floating bobbing up on the waves, was he sea foam, did he return home?

The things that would haunt her always and what hurt the most would be the not knowing……