Slowly, my eyes lifted to watch her. What a foolish girl. So carelessly searching for her one true love, Ciel. So certain that no matter what, she would find him.
What if I were to kill Ciel right now? Would she cry? Would she seek revenge? Or would she move on, forgetting her former fiancé and searching for her next prey. She was a lady after all, only marrying him because that is what she was told to do.
But I could see otherwise, in her bright, naive eyes. She had only eyes for one. She wore it on her sleeve, her love for him. So carelessly throwing her love away. What a very, very foolish girl.
She reminded me of myself.
It was love she held onto so dearly. When I had taken her to dance, stolen her away from her love, I could see the rejection in her eyes.
She explained to me she was searching for Ciel. Ciel, and Ciel alone, would have her. What foolish thoughts. She didn't even realize his eternal damnation!
Then she would be left alone, all alone for all eternity. What a foolish ending for such a foolish girl.
She was so beautiful, so naive, so sure that her happy ending would come if she just kept giving. But that happiness would never come for her. She would be left alone in the darkness, and she wouldn't let anyone save her, no matter how much she wanted them to.
She had given all her love to Ciel, and he was going to throw it away, because that's the kind of guy Ciel is.
How horrible to see such sweet love wasted. I've tried. I've tried so hard to get what he has. But Claude doesnt love me. He never has.
But this girl. Her lips call out for Ciel. Her sweet voice soiled by such a careless name.
Suddenly I longed her to forget that name. That name that meant so much to her. Because his name should be worthless to her, as worthless as a wingless butterfly.
If it were me, I would not hurt her. If she had given me her all, I would not have thrown it away so cruely. If she came running to me, I would only care for her. If she loved me, I would love her back.
But she loved him.
And he would never love her. But still she called out for him, still she tries to chase him and make him love her.
She reminded me of myself. Such a hopeless voyage, a never ending journey. But still we fight. We will always fight for the lies we want as truth. Because if we accept that they're lies, the very hope of that changing would be lost forever.
We will love and beg for love like a forgotten puppy, in hopes that eventually we would find the one who loved us back.