Verzweiflung
By SMYGO4EVA
Isn't waiting awful?
Whether it is for someone or something to come back, someone you despise, someone who has gotten under your skin, whether you like them or not…
Come back, you bastard.
Have you ever just wanted them to just go away? Even when you know that you crave their presence, you have nothing to feel, nothing to say in the end.
Can't you see? Can't you see what you have done?
Wanting the notion that you matter, that you do exist, and you have someone to justify your existence, while you wish for that someone to go away?
You are a demon, a monster.
Isn't it awful?
You took me, took something that was precious to me, when I wasn't even yours.
It is downright twisted in the end.
Yet you found me, and I am glad that you did.
You know you're not your own person, Serenity. You know that the very demon has your heart, your very body, and your soul whether they're around to claim it or not.
No matter how much I wish that he would disappear.
You yearn for the belief that you do indeed exist, in that desperation you chose to welcome his touch, surrendering to the moment.
Why he chose you to be his plaything, even you don't know.
You are terrified, yet you crave him.
Just… come back.
And Serenity, you would drive yourself mad along the way.
Please.
Hello again, little one….
(A/N: Verzweiflung means 'desperation' in German.)