Ariadne had never felt so...
Lost.

Yes. Lost.

That was the word for it. Here she was. With her new friends. Friends that loved her. She couldn't imagine a life without Hazel's golden eyes, Frank's cute teddy bear face or Reyna's mechanical dogs. Hell. She couldn't imagine life without Octavian murdering all her poor teddy bears. God. He was like a bloody mass murderer.

But while she loved these people. Well, maybe not Octavian. She couldn't get some things out of her head. A head of blonde hair and a bronze dagger. A pair of fawn legs. The cry of "punk" repeated again and again in her skull. But most of all, she remembered a pair of electrifying blue eyes. A pair of eyes that seemed so full of power. Power, and inexplicably...love.
Sighing, and turning on her much used stereo, Ariadne let the words flow into her ears and out of her mouth.

I tell myself you don't mean a thing

And what we got, got no hold on me.

But when you're not there I just crumble.

Oh how true that was. Just the thought of the stanger's face brought tears to her eyes and her knees to the floor.

I tell myself I don't care that much,

But I feel like I die 'til I feel your touch.

She could feel a cavity eating away at her heart at every dream or thought she had of him. An irreparable cavity.

Only love, only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this,

"Must have been a deadly kiss,

Oh, if only she knew. That kiss was deadly alright. She'd dreamt of it many times. Though when she reached out, the images would fade and she would forget once again.

Only love can hurt like this.

She blamed Venus for this. It was her fault. Her fault that she felt so empty. So lost inside. Lost with a mere memory of her past love.

Say I wouldn't care if you walked away,

But every time you're there I'm begging you to stay,

She would cry out in her sleep each night, clawing at her head, trying to keep the man in her head. To speak to him. To touch him.

When you come close I just tremble,

Oh, how true that was. To get him close, and only to feel the fear of him leaving once more. Her knees were weak each time. More and more.

And every time, every time you go,

It's like a knife that cuts right through my soul,

She could feel it. Slicing across her heart as she clawed at her chest as she pictured those electrifying eyes and that shaggy black hair.

Your kisses burn into my skin,

She dreamt of them, and they burnt. Burnt of love and passion and longing. A longing that she felt all the time. All the time she was without the man that caused her so much grief.

Only love can hurt like this.

But it's the sweetest pain,

It was the sweetest pain. The pain of a lost love. The pain of the thought that she may never meet this mystery for herself.

Burning hot through my veins,

Oh, the way she burnt. With Love. With Pain. With anger.

Only love can hurt like this.

She vowed to never fall in love again. Vowed that without her love, she would never care for another man. She had such fear of the pain to come again.

Only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this,

Must have been a deadly kiss,

Only love can hurt like this,

And it must have been a deadly kiss

Oh, it must have been, to cause more pain than death. More pain than all the injuries she'd ever sported in a life time. More scars than she had across her body. And how was she to know, that miles away, there was a man thinking the same exact thing.