Disclaimer: I DONT OWN FT!
P.S. this is in Lucy's P.O.V.
Love is a hug
I watched from my seat at the bar as he leaned into her bringing her closer to him, holding on to her for dear life, molding her to his body by way of a breath taking hug, his strong arms wrapping around her protectively. They are both smiling and blushing and they can't let go of each other.
I feel my chest start to squeeze and hurt.
Love is a kiss
When they finally pull away from each other, I feel like I can breathe a little easier, that is until he starts leaning towards her once again and my chest constricts again, because their cheeks are even redder and his eyes are closing and I don't want to watch anymore but my eyes are glued to them as their lips meet and they can't separate once again.
And now my chest hurts and my eyes begin to sting.
Love is a look
When they do finally separate they just stare at each other and into each other's eyes memorizing the moment for future memories of happy times, memorizing each other, just staring at each other with such passion.
And I want to cry because I've fantasized about him looking at me that way I've wished upon a million stars for just a glance of his smoldering onyx eyes.
Love is Bliss
They looked so content with each other, as if they were in some other world where only they existed and they held each other to the ground and to the moment, he looked so lovingly happy with her and she looked at peace with him, just like childhood friends living out their biggest dream, each other.
And it hurts too much.
Love is more and never less
I kept on looking and glancing their way seeing him smile with so much happiness almost made me happy too, because it showed that this love he had found in the petite white haired girl gave him so much more than anything ever had, and the look on her face stated the same thing about him.
I know the feeling well; it was how I almost felt whenever I was around him, even if it was just as his best friend.
But to me…
I hated this, this pain in my chest, the constant stinging in my eyes, the want, and the need. I hated feeling this jealous, it made me feel disgusting; it made me hate the skin above my bone and the heart beneath my chest; the feeling of one-sided love brought along this horrible pain and this disgusting jealousy. I wanted to jump off a cliff or at least leave for a little while, just until I stop loving him. But when I face reality, I absolutely know that because of his kind heart, warming smile, and never back down attitude, I could never stop loving Natsu.
And that fact, that one simple fact, makes me hurt even more.
Makes me feel bitter, so terribly bitter that I just can't handle it.
I'm so tired of hating and hurting and envying that I'm starting to believe that the cliff isn't a completely bad idea.
Love is Bitterness