Always Losing, Always Having.

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Gazing, watching, waiting in trees, windows and old broken wells. He walked, ran, sprinted through time, but he was always, always frozen.

Frozen

Waiting

Pinned

Thinking, hoping, wishing, 'Oh, won't somebody set me free?'

0o0o0o

Falling, stumbling, surrendering in wells, arms, and oh so stubborn men. She lived, laughed, loved through time, but she was always, always left behind.

Trying

Falling

Failing

Crying, pleading, begging 'Oh, won't somebody come back to get me?'

0o0oo0

He was always reprimanded, punished, criticized for not being like everyone else.

Human

Demon

Hanyou

He though it almost funny that they never ever said 'Oh, why can't I be just like you'

-almost

0oo0o0

She was always compared, reminded, expected to be a woman who was dead. But she smiled, laughed, joked like it was nothing….

Her

You

Who?

But sometimes she thought it funny that it just might be true. -sometimes

After all, she was dead on the inside too.

0o0o0o0

It's like he had a whole world to himself, just him there, alone, lonely.

But what he would never, ever tell was that he hated it.

Hated, not belonging anywhere, not humans, not demons.

So he always, always wondered what could, should, would had been, had he not been stuck in between.

O0o0oo

She had two worlds to herself, but she didn't fit in either. Not the future, not the past.

So she always, always wondered what lied in between.

O0o0o0o

He though that the reason why loved her was because neither fit in their separate worlds, maybe not even with each other but it was something.

But he loathed himself because he always, always swore, pledged, and made promises that he could never ever keep.

0o0o0o0o

She thought that the reason why she loved him was because he belonged. And maybe with him, together, they could belong together.

But she loathed herself because she always, always, hoped, prayed, wished for things she knew would never ever come true.

0o0o00o

And when the night is dark, and there's the absence of a moon he looks around and knows that no matter what had happened (the what if's, could have's, should have's) in the end he would always lose everything he ever loved to have.

0o0o0

And so when the sun sets, and there's a full moon, she looks around and knows that no matter what had happened (the what if's, could have's, should have's) in the end she would always have, always get everything she never wanted.