Man, I haven't posted anything in a Loooong time. Well, I've been revisiting my POTO obsession, and wrote this angsty little drabble
Escape.
Have to escape.
Run away.
Tearing through the dark.
It seems as if that's been my whole life's story.
People hate me. Scorn me. Reject me.
I find solace in the shadows, and I stay there.
Watching, but never joining.
But when I first found her, I couldn't just hide anymore.
I wanted her.
So I took a chance, and approached her.
What a fool.
She rejected me, too.
But at the last moment-she did kiss me.
Showed me love.
But we still couldn't stay that way.
She left me.
And now, I'm alone. Again.
Escaping.
Running blindly through the darkness once more.
How sad…
Aww. Erik's such an emo kid. (Huggles him) I might continue this as a series of drabbles. Let me know if you want.