Angel POV
Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealin'
Tired of livin' like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
The look on her face was one of pure disgust as he took another sip of blood from the cup in his hand. It was the same look she gave home every time he showed any part of what he was. Sometimes, just sometimes he could pretend it was all normal, he was as human as everyone else. Until she gave him that look.
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me of what I really am
This is how you remind me of what I really am
Every day she reminded him of how not normal he was, of how inhuman he may always be. When she realized she was doing this she apologized, but as the months passed the apologies were fewer and farther between. She couldn't apologize to a monster, and she was beginning it realize he would never completely change. It broke his heart as he watched her loose faith in what they had. It hurt more knowing that someday she would want to leave, who could learn to love a beast?
It's not like you to say sorry, I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken for handing you a heart worth breakin'
What was worse though is that she knows it's coming too. She used to smile when he said he loved her and now all she does is cringe. It kills her to stay with him, a little more each day, but she won't leave. She can't leave, we're soul mates and no matter how much we both wish otherwise, we will never "love" anyone else.
It's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cause livin' with me must have damn near killed you
He took one last look at her sad face and withdrew the stake from his pocket and ended it the only way it could be ended.
This is how you remind me of what I really amThis is how you remind me of what I really am
