Was it, or is it Love?

by Abbykaye

The magic trick was over, the illusion was over, my life was over. The world came crashing down on me, bullets came flying at me from various directions, and each one penetrated my heart. But that's just it, that was life and after a while I knew I had to accept it, because life is death, and that's just part of life.

1. Was it Love?

Dear Diary,

He wants to know why I won't cry. He'll push me into a corner and say stuff I know he doesn't mean. But why? Why would he go through so much trouble just to know why? It's because he's been hurt, betrayed, bullied, teased, and is lonely. He's been hurt to the point he didn't care, but I did.

He left then came back. Yet when he did come back he was different. His body was not weak and frail as it used to be, in fact of anything he was now lean and strong. His personality was teasing, not in a fun, and flirtatious way, but in a rude and uncaring way. His once goofy and cute smile, was turned into a smirk. But of all things what scared me the most was his eyes. What once used to be full of playfulness and laughter, is now glazed over with a devious and deadly aura.

My best friend is what he was. Yes, it's true that he was weak or so I thought. We could talk, open up to each other, even share our deepest secrets. However when he came back, he wasn't open, and innocent like he once was. He was cold, and quite annoying if I say so myself. He was certainly not my Laxi-Sama, he is now simply Laxus.

"I want to hold your hand,

But you are the moon,

And I am the sun.

We will never collide."