She prioritized my life as if it were here own…little did she know that our symbiotic existence was a match made in heaven. Her heart raced when we worked together her passion soared upon catching the bad guy.
When we paused together the world seemed like ours when we worked together we felt invincable. When she shined she was a goddess when she protected she was sinister. Never could the loss of a partner be so perfectly lost….She died in my arms fullfilling her last command to come to me…despite her broken body her soul never faultered. In her final moments of life I was able to confess my love and my appreciation for her coming when called.
I will forever
pine away for her.
TC
| Miss Elsa |
| 29, Jan 1999 |