Wistful
Cursed...Ties that bind
He has known her since he was a little boy.
It has always been the sick pattern of leaving him behind, the empty infallabe loop, the only constant sick pattern in his life that he never came to fully comprehend.
The most infuriating part was he always awaits her return... Always like a spellbound, a cursed creature chained and bound to follow never to break the pattern he hates as much as he loves her.
And He keeps wondering is it him? Is it something about him that pushes her away?
Then why does she come back then?
And he wonders what is it that she is hiding? He wants inside her head but...
She keeps shutting him out...
And here again he watches her taking off with her umbrella, fading in the horison, heading towards the unknown.
And he is sad and mad
And he wants to scream in her face,he wants to knock her out , he wants let her go , to push her away
Yet he is desperate to hold her close, to tell her to stay, to slam her against the walls and just give into her and ...
But, All the resolutions he holds, all the shields he brings up vapourise simply when she smiles that bittersweet smile at him.
He is left unarmed, wearing the thin cracked mask of gleefulness
He is waiting.
It is too late for anything now.. The ties have been knot and bound and he can't cut slack or loose.
'Don't stay away too long'
Cursed...No strings attached
She was cursed to roam ... To break the bounds of space and time.. To freeze in form .. Become immortal ..ever since she ruined the blissful family of the priestess long away
Yes, She was once a home wrecker.
A seductress , a wicked reckless woman who took pleasure in exploiting dysfunctions, breaking families apart...
Up until she was cursed when she was forced to reconsider.
And she has been atoning ever since.
She remembers him .. Well.
He was a curious boy with a happy demeanourm an infectious smile and twinkling eyes whose broke father had an aptitude for trouble, alcohol and abuse.
Nevertheless he managed to retain his soul despite the chain of deportations from orphanages to foster homes and finally being ditched in the street.
He was still cheerful, optimistic and outrageously.. innocent
And now he is young man staring at her immortal form with such innocent blue eyes filled with admiration, wistfullness and an emotion she willingfully ignores or pretend to be ignorant of.
Even if she can shake the image of him being her ward at a point of time...(It is sort of fading..she has to admit)
She can't afford to remain close...
One of them will eventually have to leave this world..
Probably him ..
It has been centuries and the curse didn't waver.. And probably it won't be broken in foresight..if not ever.
So be what it has to but with the least strings attached. After all it was an uncalculated reckless mistake to remain in contact with someone this long. Her weakness got the best of her .She should have severed this string that holds her close to humanity... To mortality .. To closue.. To ...nevermind long before it grew out of control.
She just wonders how long will he keep holding up and how long wiil it be before she gets strong enough to cut this string.
'Don't stay away too long'
She just looks wistfully at him.
