Title: Dewa Mata
Author: Mizery Rose
Author's Note: Another piece from the prospective of the "princess" whom I have mentioned already in "Your Princess, Nobody". This depicts her in a calmer state than the previous story does. This is her looking back on a relationship she had with someone. I can't say who, because that would spoil the rest of the story. I hope this satisfies those who have been waiting for more work with this character for at least a little while. I'm slowly coming along on the story, so hopefully the first chapter will be up soon.

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Looking up into the slowly darkening sky, I remember you. I recall how you would stop whatever you were doing to drive out and watch the stars appear. The first night you invited me to go along, I knew you finally trusted me. After knowing you for so long, you finally let your guard down and allowed me to step into your life. That night, you showed me the paths through the stars, pulling me along on the travels of long-departed heroes. My eyes were opened to the realities of dreams, and the possibilities at hand. You did so much for me that night, more than I think you'll ever know. You taught me how to live.

Sitting on this hill tonight feels so lonely, yet I know that you are here with me. I can still hear your laughter echoing in my ears as I run up to the summit. Just like we always used to, slipping back down and pulling eachother up the steep incline. I remember your smile, always bringing me back into our sweet dreams even while the world was crumbling around us. Innocence was bliss then, wasn't it? We could sit and dream of whatever we wanted. Who could have immagined that our dreams would eventually come true, just to be ripped apart
viciously in the end.

Wrapping my arms around myself to keep from shivering, it is so cold without you here. I recall the first time you kissed me here, and how I suddenly realized that was what I had been waiting for all along. I had another fall out with my parents, and this time they finally kicked me out. Grabbing my music stuff, figuring it was all I really would ever need, I walked out without
looking back. No place to turn, I came to this hill, knowing that you would find me when night fell. You found me, half-frozen and sobbing, and wrapped me in your arms. Comforting me, you reminded me to look to my dreams, and that I could make it. Holding me close, you told me that I didn't need to cry anymore, that you would always be there. That was when you kissed me, soft and sweet, as if to seal your promise for eternity.

Watching the cars speed by on the highways, so distant and yet so familiar, I recall almost amused the complex planning I required for each of our meetings. You would never care who knew of course, that was just how you were. I on the other hand, cared so much about being shunned. Always trying to perfectly fit my image, disallowing anything to possibly mar my chances at being who I believed I was supposed to be. Still, you never complained, always agreeing to my rediculous theories of not getting caught together for more than the occasional minute. I never thanked you for it, and that I regret. Looking back, I see now how mature beyond your years you were. Our love for each other was never doubted, but sometimes I wonder if you ever got the chance to know how much I really care.

Standing up and bowing to the sky, I'm holding to my promise. Your last day here, I remember sitting by your bed crying, knowing that you wouldn't make it much longer, that you wouldn't go back into remission. One again you comforted me, when I should have been the one helping you. Again, you quieted my tears, kissing my hand and reminding me that someday we would be together once again. My promise, I remember clearly as well. I would tell the sky thank you, and give it a final farewell for you. Now, after so long, I am holding onto that
promise. I hope you forgive me for taking so long, I couldn't say goodbye just yet. You weren't quite gone for me yet, I wouldn't believe it. Even at the funeral and the following trips to your resting place, I refused to believe that you had left me. Now I say thank you to the sky, for allowing us to be together when we were. I tell her a final farewell for you, and at the same time for me.

I know that you have followed me for so long, ever holding to your promise. You told me you would never leave me, and you never have. After so long, it is my turn to thank you, push you on your way. Goodbye my love, we will be together once again soon. As I fall into the sky.