Curtain Faces
I wish that I could see through curtains, so I could see through his. I try my best so that you two would get along. It really seemed to be working at first, but now you've grown silent again. What did we do to make you hate us? I'm sorry if we angered him, if I did. I really apologize if I made you feel unwanted, taken for granted. And because I want to know who he is behind the curtains that he drew, I take a look inside his books and see messages scribbled that I'd never think he would dare to write. And maybe I don't know him as well as I think I do.
I bring up the laments and the wishes to him, and hope that he will just answer straight. And he lies and says there nothing and that I should get some sleep. Maybe he just wants to be alone for a while. But I understand more than he thinks. And I will break through the bars to speak to him. I'm sick of all the tears. And I read through the notes again and read things that we can't pretend to forget. And I ask him if he told Varon yet. And he answers what's that supposed to mean. But he and I both know that it's a lie. And he looks away with a sad, sad look in his grey eyes. And I tell him it's alright, what else am I supposed to say? I tell him that we won't blame him for being who he is. But I suppose that could be a lie. Because both he and I know that Varon can never hear. I pretend that I never read those things and that I don't know how he thinks of Varon. I want things to stay the same. And him to never feel alone. And there's no point in lying, no point in trying to stop this, Varon will figure it out. And so I ask him, my grey-eyed friend, why couldn't it be someone else? And he answers silent and hoarse like he has finally cried those tears he needed to, I thought that I would at least get a chance with him, someone so funny and sweet and someone who won't mind me snarking in the back. I really wish that I had a chance with him. But I don't want to screw this up, for a chance at a love that I really don't deserve and I'm not going to say a word. And I watch as he breaks down and sobs for far too long to tell. I helped him get back on track and I'm happy for him. But Varon will know. There really isn't much I can do but weaken the blow. But no matter what Varon thinks, this will not tear this family apart. I could have been worse he could have killed Kaiba I'll say.
I wished I could see through curtains, so I could see through his. But there are some things you kinda didn't want to know. And some things I didn't want to see. His grey eyes filled with tears, he was our emotional rock and I broke him apart. Nothing will ever be the same. And yes, I wished I could see through curtains, so I could see through him. But really the only one wearing curtains is me. Not seeing things I didn't want to see. I hope Varon takes off his curtains so he can learn the truth the easy way. And finally maybe grey eyes will be just grey. And not tinted with steel or ice or red rimed because they cried. And I hope maybe Varon can leave hope in those grey eyes. Because if Varon tears those grey eyes down and makes them colder, I will never forgive him and he will suffer. I wish he could see through curtains, so he could see through Varon's.