dedication; our dancing days, who inspired me to do this.
prompts; bitter romance, cologne
character/pairing: guess
summary: You wake up to an empty bed and the wavering smell of his cologne. 1/100
"I don't get it," he tells her, and her dark eyes narrow in a glare. "Love is nothing. It gives no power. It simply brings you down." he's so narrow minded, so stubborn, but she will make him understand.
"You're wrong," you tell him plainly, and he looks shocked. "Love is all powerful. It's a string that can be played upon, and most people would do anything for someone's love. It's a source, a motivation. People would move oceans for it. They do things seemingly impossible."
(Like trying to convince you it's real, you add mentally)
He shakes his head, a silent I don't believe you.
She sighs and plants a light kiss on his cheek.
He doesn't understand why.
Time passes and he's convinced, but you waited a tad too long as next time you glance at him he's with that red headed mortal girl, staring at her in fascination. They have so much in common it hurts, but so many differences that he's never bored, not like he might've been with you.
Your heart stings, and you refuse to believe it's jealousy.
He stumbles into the Greek's barrack, drunk and tired. He falls next to you, and you help him up.
Then he's kissing you and you don't even think.
Perhaps this will be your epic romance.
You wake up to an empty bed and the wavering smell of his cologne.
He brushes you off like you're nothing, and your heart's just a bit bitter.
You gave it all to him.
This is no epic romance, honey, it's bitter and regretful and you're sorry.
If only you knew that before.
footnote; ahem. so...
I SHOULDN'T BE DOING THIS BUT I AM.
I was inspired by Angels and Demons by our dancing days- GO READ IT -and yes.
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