Maka's uncertainty…
Okay so it's been a while for me to write a fanfic about Soul Eater but this was refreshing. Please read and review.
My heart burns, it purrs warmly. It's scarred, it's full. It's my terror, it's my relief. My burning ache, numb soul, condemned nature of sweet love. Is this it? Is this your arrival straight down to the bottom of my heart? Creeping in, dulling my senses, breaking me limb for limb.
These feelings, this love bitter sweet. So bitter because you are far away and I can't be touched, held, kissed with my virgin lips by you. The feeling of numbness and can't do anything. Sweet because I love you for it anyways.
I'm not rejected, I'm not accepted, only left in darkness forlorn. Catch a breath, dreadful heart, burning in my wake. Stomach turning with fear, hating and loving every moment. Lost and devious. Far and wide. We are from meters to miles apart. Only a ghost after engrossing and powerful words. Bring me out of disaster. Launch my deepest secrets. Report to me. Love me.
Oh what pain is this? I am lost to an aching heart of uncertainty. Everything surrounds me with dull ache. Am I too absurd? Am I too damaged? Strong as an ox, cold as ice, walls for petty sake, then why do my heart ache? Why does it hurt? Why do I even care?
Why do I want your attention? Your focus centered on me, but that won't work either. I just want to feel pain for the numb ache is burning out, making me lost on the receiver end. Yellow eyed stare, devouring smile, a burning longing for something I'll never have.
Death The Kid, why am I hopelessly devoted, hopelessly in love with you?
Why? It doesn't even make sense. It is lost and wander in my head, no reality, no sense in this absurdity. Why me? Why now? It can't really be love. It's a simple crush. But it's not simple. It's not butterflies in my stomach. It's hell. It's just… Three words I can't say out loud.
I hate it. Why are my walls falling down? The uncertainty of what this feelings mean brings death to me. Nothing matters. Nothing is real. Nothing. Is. What. I. Used. To. Feel. Now. It's. Uncertainty. Because… this can't be real.
I may not feel.
I cannot…
Fall in,
Love.