A life worth waiting, is it really worth it? To be told that one day we'll see each other again, but we both know we never will? After years of wanting, a dark hole forms within your heart; and it only deepens as the years go on. Our inner demons then come out to play; toying with our minds and feelings. You'd never know the difference between hate and love.
We were told we would see each other again someday. But was it only a lie? All my life I've known only pain and suffering, it comes with the job. Doing what we do is dangerous. Risking your own life for the life of another.
Each new place comes with haunting memories. Seeing things that no one has ever seen or believed in before. It's all part of the plan. We see, we kill, we move on. That's the way it's always been. Not knowing where you'll end up the next time. You can only hope that this time you won't die.
There's nothing holding you down anymore; no more restraints to keep you lock. You break free after the first kill. After that, you're just playing by the book. You kill without mercy, and you forget about it. Only then, you realize that you just tainted your own soul. Now you have to walk around with that burden for the rest of your life and it'll never go away; only grow worse and worse.
We're only two, out of who knows many. Only two, who do what they must to keep people safe, as it should be. Though, it gets lonely after a while. I guess that's why they're there, to remind us we have jobs to do. even if it means corrupting your own soul in the process.