He could feel nothing but his touch.
Could see nothing but his face. He couldn't look away even if he tried, the memory of it would no doubt return to him.
You promised…
Even if he acted as if nothing was out of place, as if nothing was different, even if he turned away, he would keep on looking forward, if not for his own sanity.
Why did you go?
The tears were invisible to his mind and body, as if they were just there to be shown, to show off he didn't feel as happy as he acted.
Because I know…a love that will never grow old.
There was music, a lively beat, and he could hear all the villagers dancing merrily celebrating a new year of life and love. Was here a point? What were they trying to celebrate? Another year of survival? You told me it was silly, celebrations. But that's why it makes it special, because it has no absolute reason.
I believe that light will shine on you forever…
So I look at you, hoping that by just one look you can figure out what I'm thinking. You seem to have always done it before, so tell me bastard, can you read me now? I can't help but wanting you to insult me again, call me a dobe, a waste of time, anything, as long as you tell me something.
Forever.
What are you thinking of now? Are you looking at the sky like me, are you thinking of the past?
Are you seeing anything besides pain, anything besides power and hatred, anything besides revenge, anything besides yourself?
I need you.
You once said, and I remember clearly, something you would have thought me incapable of doing, that you had no reason to lie. That however, was a lie all on its own.
I need you.
I know what I try is futile, I realized that the moment you walked away, but I made a promise, a promise to someone who deserves you, someone not like me.
I need you, that's what I know, but that's just something I'll never really show...
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