Italics: Envy
Normal: Ed
His eyes are violet, like blood hours old, sickly sweet. The promise of sadness and misery, of forbidden pleasure tinged with pain. Those eyes lured you in, even though you knew you would pay dearly, perhaps even die for later
But in my darkness he was light, all gold, like the sun, hair strands of sunlight Apollo himself envied
And envied and Envied and Envy. He buried himself in so many masks, who knew his real face? Did he even know? Even his mind was scarred
Like body of the one he'd loved worshipped envied. He'd traced those scars with hands and mouth and fingers and tongue; every niche, every raised bump, every dip, every line, every bruise. He loved wanted envied them, hated his own smooth perfection
That the other loved worshipped envied. The unmarked, pure perfection that he now knew like his own body, and he loved him for it, loved everything about him
It wasn't love, he realized, reflecting on it. It was want. It was envy. Envy.
It was love, the other knew. He would've died for him, just as the other would have, many times over. He would've never admitted that out loud.
Gold was a drug, and God, he was a drug. He was addicted, and he didn't care, because hell, he was immortal anyway.
He was addicting, and he knew he'd been drugged from the start, but who cares, he was to die soon anyway.
Violet eyes, wanting eyes, loving eyes, hating eyes, needing eyes, pleading eyes, mocking lusting envying envying envy oh GOD, Envy!
And even after everything, those three little words remained true from each mouth, whether whispered or yelled or written or murmured against the other's lips...
"I love you."
But it could've just as easily had been
I hate you. I want you. I need you. I envy you.
Envy...oh God...
And those hands, one warm flesh,to their cold steel, still shocked him to the bone at every touch.
Everyhing about them was opposites. They were enemies...
Maybe that's what drew them together. Opposites always attract, don't they?
He was my best friend.
He was my worst enemy. I loved to hate him, and
He hated to love me.
I didn't abandon him, he
Left me.
Violet and gold and
black and white and
north and south and
negative and positive
Jerked together by
Love want hate passion need hate lust envy envy envy.
And Ed and Envy.