Okay, well this lil ficklet is a result of reading Edgar Allan Poe at 10pm, while listening to 'Jar of Hearts' by Christina Perri ':) The actual story is based off of Poe's poem 'Evening Star' hence the title. R&R please!

Warning: this is my first attempt at a serious/angsty/romance thing, 'specially the serious thing. That's WAY new for me. lolz.

"Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heav'n at night,
And more I admire my distant fire
Than that colder, lowly light."

~ Edgar Allan Poe 'Evening Star'

Your sister is gone. Now that I know what her true intentions were - unpleasant - from the start, I feel... silly. I was too easily tricked by her antics. I was played for a fool. The flirting? The kindness? It was all a lie, just to get you to take her spot in prison. Just for her to take your spot in my heart.

I'll admit that her betrayal hurt. Deep down, I thought she really liked yet another person I cared about to hurt me... it stung. Not that I cared for her much.

You don't know how much it hurt to hear you beat yourself on the rooftop that night. To hear you say she was stronger. Faster. Smarter. Better. I wanted to scream. Shout out in frustration. "How?" I thought to myself then, "How could she possibly be better than you? Can't you see that you're perfect? Can't you see that I'm content with her love only because I know I can never with your heart?"

I believed that if I wasn't worthy of the flame, I should settle with the light.

I was wrong.

No matter how convenient it would be to throw my love away to someone else, it's you I want to spend forever with. You I strive to impress. You I love, though for you to feel the same is impossible. You're a princess. Tamaranian royalty, you mentioned once. What am I but an orphaned gypsy? A circus rat?

Although I may be waiting untill forever, I'll wait until I'm the right one for you. Though the world may end and hell freeze over before that happens, I'll wait.

Because you'll always be the right one for me.

Because you are the distant fire I admire.

My Evening Star.