Hello again, Arthur,
It’s me. It’s Merlin.
It’s the 21st century and I’m here at the lake.
You still haven’t come back from Avalon, it seems.
It’s been fifteen hundred years since your death.
How much longer must I wait for?
I was told you would return to me one day,
Yet still you have not come.
Camelot fell centuries ago and is merely legend now.
You were not here to lead us when we needed you.
I visit you every day, but you have not yet risen.
You always were horrible to wake in the morning.
It was so long ago that I was first told of our destiny together.
I remember thinking there must have been a mistake because I thought you were an idiot.
But as time went on, and I saved your sorry ass, I learned how truly you care for your people.
You were always meant to be the greatest king there would be and I would happily remain at your side.
All those adventures we had together, I cherish every memory.
You always took me for granted since you didn’t know how much I did for you.
But when I finally told you about my magic it was too late to save you.
If only I had been faster, or stopped Mordred before Camlann, you would have lived.
I did everything I could to save you, but I failed in the end.
I buried you at that lake where I buried everyone else when they followed you to Avalon.
Kilgharrah, that overgrown lizard, told me you would rise again when Albion’s need is greatest.
Yet Albion has ceased to be, I am all that remains, so please tell me when you are coming!
I miss you more and more every day that passes.
The centuries have yet to dull the pain I still feel.
I wait and wait but you do not come home to me.
Will you come for me, or will you leave me alone for eternity?
I want you back, Arthur, I have nothing left to live for.
What is immortality worth if it separates me from you?
Is this punishment for not having reached you sooner?
Are you punishing me even though you said you accepted me for who I am?
I want you back. When are you coming?
I visit the lake every day and still no you.
If I could die, I would gladly die just to be with you again.
Why must you make me wait so long?
I was told you would return to me someday.
For you I will wait until the end of times if necessary.
All I want is you and I will do whatever it takes to get you back.
I love you, Arthur, I always have.
After all that we have been through together how could I not?
We argued all the time, but we also listened when what the other said was important.
You saved my life occasionally, but never as many times as I saved you.
You didn’t know that, of course, you couldn’t have known.
It was safer for you not to know all that I did for you.
I couldn’t make you choose between me and everyone else.
So many people hurt you through betrayal and I didn’t want you to feel that from me.
I couldn’t bear the thought of you hating me.
You told me not to change, before you died, to always be me.
I have done my best to keep my promise and wait for you.
Yet I can’t help but sit here, before the lake, wondering when you will finally return to me.
Have I not waited long enough?
Please come home soon, Arthur
I need my other half, the other side of my coin.
Will you come home soon, Arthur?
I’ll be waiting for you when you do.
I’ll stop my rambling now.
You always told me to shut up when I would prattle on and on.
I guess I haven’t grown out of that habit either.
I won’t try to grow out of it since you told me not to change.
I’ll be back again tomorrow, like I always do.
I keep hoping that you’ll arrive when I get here, but that still hasn’t happened.
I have a house close by so that when you come, I’ll be close and ready to welcome you.
I’ll help you cope with what the world has become since Camelot.
I guess I should head home now.
It’s hard every time I do.
Just know that I love you and am waiting.
I will always wait for you.
Just come home to me soon, Arthur.
Please come home soon.
The world is a dark place without you and has been since your death.
I’ll be here when you are ready to return, and no matter how long it takes, that will never change.