Peter Pan, must you be such a vaporous wisp? You come to my window, imploring me to join you, to come away to Neverland, and each time, I, your Wendy, awaits for you at my window, to come, lead me away to wonderment! But you can not keep me there, your heart is not enough the strong hold to keep me from wanting!
Fairy tales that Wendy wishes to let go of, wanting, wishing from some intangible gift aside from the flight of a kiss! But to leave Neverland is a most frightening prospect, for that means to grow up, face down fears and accept. Here in Neverland, childish wishes and dreams do come true, remain as such!! And leaving means tremendous heart ache, for heart ache is not a part of this wonderous world where one remains young, untouched by the sadness of being an adult. Such a marvelous ideal!
What Wendy would ever wish to leave Peter, and such magic, perhaps, this is why such a place ever came to be. A place where those who have been struck down look up in a haze of tears, blinking, thinking it is Tink, there to carry one away from the pain of the here, and take you there, to a sweeter place, despite pirates, sinister seething men with hooks for hands, crocodiles with ticking bellies, it was still far more majestic than earthly reality.
Oh please, come find me again, take me there, even if just for a moment! Allow this Wendy to see it all sparkle in newness, with child like wonderment, and be free of all the pains of those on the other side of the window pane. Where no one grows up, never dies, and hearts are pure in conviction! To be with her lost boys again, if only for one singular sunny afternoon, to play, to be free of worry and heartache, that would be grande!!
I will wait for you to come, if for only one last glimpse, so that I may bank it deep within my heart, to keep me safe and warm. I am not afraid!! I do believe in fairies and flight, even if for just one more night!!