I know I have another story I REALLY need to work on, but I can't find the muse for it. So I was given really good advice to write one shots. I might start a drabble series if anyone has any ideas.
My heart and Yours,
You're here I know you are. You always come when the moon is at its highest. You never approach me, but only watch from afar. Could it be that me, a filthy human, has sparked your interest? I can see your face now as if I had asked the question aloud. Your eyes that piece through even the deepest of souls, your stock posture, like a brick wall, it can never be broken. Why is it that you come to me? Do you need me? Again, another impossible question. You are someone who needs no one. You protect no one though I, myself, can see into your soul. I know you aren't the fierce thing you try so hard to be. When I first met you, I remember being terrified but only for a second. When our eyes met, I knew in an instant you were not who you tried to be. The Killing Perfection as your name so right fully means, do you know how you are killing me? I want so bad to reach out to you, but I know that I would surely die if I so much as breathed the same air. For as long as I can remember you have plagued my mind as if you knew how much it was tearing me apart to be near you and to never see you. I feel your gaze on me now as I sit here alone. I feel as though you are calling to me, but that can never be. I know that, but I can't help but wish on every star I see to have you hold me just once. You, to me, are the reason I come here to be alone. I think of you every chance that I get, but me, to you; I am just a human that will one day perish in time. All humans are frail and incompetent. I guess in a way of speaking, a waist of life. The group has recently discovered that something has changed within me. My heart no longer beats for the teen I once foolishly loved. They sense this and still do not ask. Although I know that I cannot tell them that my heart beats for a heart that can never be mine. I sigh and continue back to the group that eagerly awaits me. I stand to leave only to be stopped by an arm sliding over my stomach. For a moment I am scared and a scream is lodged in my throat, but it soon passes when I realize that the arm that is holding me still is the one I had longed for. I turn to meet your brilliant golden gaze and I almost see compassion behind them. You smiled down at me and my heart almost beat out of my chest. How can this be, I voice aloud and you simply say Because, I love you too. I wanted to say something but I could not. Your lips touched mine and the world seemed to slip away. My body and soul ached as you drew back and turned away. How cruel of you to leave me like this, I say to you. You turned and smiled at me. I am not leaving you, little one, you will always be with me, even after death. You say this and walk away leaving me to my tears. I know that this can never be but some how my heart feels so much happier knowing that I am loved in return. I watch you walk away and know that, in this life we may never be together, but perhaps in the life after this. I smile because I know that our hearts are together in spirit.