1No heart. And yet I love.
Not a feeling in my body. But still I feel.
Laying here, across my bed, thinking about it. I've got no explanation for my reason to think, I just simply am. The spark of thought is eluding me. I hear it calling to me, see it's light down the corridor, and yet I can't seem to reach it.
All this, over a girl?
It seems absurd, to think one person could destroy my life. Had she not been here, I never would've been in this position.
But I am.
Why not speak of it? I might as well. But so much to say. Thinking about it now... yes, I can see her clearly; fair skin, light hair, brilliant blue eyes. If I try hard enough, I can almost smell her, the scent of fresh cut grass and clean bedding.
"How did this happen?" I find myself murmuring.
I wonder where she's gone now. After she left the castle, tears in her eyes, she vanished. I didn't even see her outside afterwards. She must've used a dark corridor. Yes, gone to a place where they wouldn't find her, even if they tried. Not even I know where.
I remember the note she left for me, placed on my pillow, a small piece of paper folded with care. If I try hard enough, I can recite it to you... yes, it read, "Axel, we cannot be together any longer. We do not even belong in the same story, and sadly, our final chapter together is over. Now it is time to turn the page and move on."
I cried many hours after that. Funny how I always said, "You can't feel unless you have a heart."
But maybe I do. Maybe, I have something inside me, driving me onward. Telling me that there is a reason to live, although my true reason for living is long gone.
Maybe she was right. Maybe I should turn the page and move on.
But she will always be there, penned in permanently in my life.