Sweet Nothings
He never loved me.
He never truly loved me, did he? I was just something to manipulate, something to use and then throw away once he had what he wanted.
And yet, I can't live without him.
I won't live without him.
I wonder what I was to him. I wonder if all those nights together, all those sweet nothings whispered in my ear were just a trick. I wonder if anything was what I though it was.
There's something missing, I can see that now. Something happened, something big, that I can't remember. I did something horrible. I'm sure I know what, but I still won't admit it to myself.
Does this mean that I'm going to Hell?
He deserved to die. Well, that's the politically correct answer anyway. He killed so many people, innocent and guilty…He had it coming to him. He's evil, twisted, sadistic. Death is a mild punishment for someone like him.
I couldn't believe that for one second.
Because, no matter what anyone says, he was a good person. All he wanted was a better future for mankind, a new world. He gave up his immortal soul for this cause and they just threw it back in his face.
I hate them.
It shouldn't have ended this way. He should have been God of the new world, with me as Goddess by his side. We should have ruled together, husband and wife. Even if he could never love me. Even if there was always someone else, always someone lingering in the shadows, dead but still alive in his mind.
Even if everything he told me was just a sweet nothing, he was still my light in the dark. And now that flame has gone out, and I'm blind.
I close my eyes and step into thin air.