The Wolf

He use to be so silly,
she changed him long ago.

He use to be so serious,
She changed that in him to.

I remember a man of blue eyes and golden hair.
His laugh was contagious.
His annoyances were a blessing.

I remember a man....
Who held me as a child...
Took me from my home...
A home I had yet to even know.

The wolf haunts my dreams now...
He travels the waters edge as the blonde of my other self holds me down.
Hello wolf of my past...

I remember your name,
I remember your addiction.

One day I hope to meet you again.
When our paths cross,
Will I recognize you?
Or will that simple laugh...
(I take it back)

Will that child in you draw me back?

Or will you just walk by as you did that day I died?

I'll always want the answer...
One day Riko...
One day you'll tell me why..

Musings of a Girl lost in her past