So yeah, my sister was right. I was just alone and lonely at the time, and so took the bad news at its worst value. So here's something else instead:

So soon I'll be gone again he says upon the misty shores and like a bird his wings are rays of golden starlight

The dusty road I traveled wore away the river banks and all the coin of twenty kings upon my shoes was spilled

The gold of lords I trod upon the age was ended nothing left to spend my time in soft and pensive thought on

A breeze--my back--the world--a gift--a dare--my heart--the wave--a tear--a smile--my love--the lost

I never intended ought of ill but ill it tended ere the morning beams of bone and steel were forged my quest anew

My ship descended as was told the currents flung the pale departed all across the lofty arches of the sky

And so the days go down into the dawn of my despair the flow of low tides moaning the the darkness of the night

Saying so he left me there on sunless sands I was along the last remaining glow of coals or wings upon my hands