• The shadows haunt me to this day.
    Will he fight them all away?
    As my heart grows fonder of this sincere swordsman,
    The darkness dies from my dreams.
    Is this feeling what it seems?

    When he is weakened by his wound,
    I must remember he is not doomed.
    As my heart grows fonder of this sincere swordsman,
    More do I wish to be able to care to him.
    Only can I wish as the sky grows dim.

    He has such a high view of me,
    But all I am is a once lost girl he has taught to see.
    As my heart grows fonder of this sincere swordsman,
    This feeling becomes impossible not to show.
    This feeling I never before had come to know.

    I have heard of how distance makes the heart grow fonder.
    Knowing now this is true, I no longer wonder.
    As my heart grows fonder of this sincere swordsman,
    My life becomes filled with magic.
    I no longer must fear scenes so dramatic.

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