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Aya. She is an Angel. But she is a demon too. She changed my life. In good and in bad. I became a better person because of her. But I became worse than I should have been. Worse with her. Worse with myself.
She brings me happiness but she also brings me pain. Happines that I love her. Pain that I did hurt her. Happiness that she is mine. Pain that she though isn't mine.
She belongs to me. Yet she doesn't belong to anyone. She is my love and she is mine. But she isn't here and I can't tell her this.
She is good yet she is bad. She is good for her kindness, for she is caring, for she wants to help. She is bad for her wrong choices, for her mistakes, for her own love.
She is a living being yet she is a machine. I can't understand that. No one can. But it's true. She is a living being thanks to her father, Ion. She is a machine due to that Guardian, Scar.
She is alive yet she isn't. I know that she lives. But I don't know where.
She is everything and nothing, at the same time.
She is here and there and nowhere, at the same time.
She is a flower. A blooming flower. Like the Hope Rose I gave her.
She was sad. She was happy. She was afraid. She was right. She was wrong.
She is my bless. But she is also my curse. I was blessed to have her in my life. I was blessed to fall in love with her. But I was cursed to loose her. I was cursed to hurt her. I was cursed to loose her a second time.
She is light. But she is also darkness.
She is happiness and love. But she can be sadness and hate too.
I love her yet I hate her. I love her for who she is. For what she makes me feel. For how she always tried to help me. For how her words, thoughts and simple presence changed me. For her love. For her body. For her face. For her eyes. For her touch. For how she came into my life. For her voice. For everything. But I hate her. For leaving me. For becoming the Queen of the Manhunters. For almost destroying the Universe. For deleting herself for a unaware world. For not telling me more. For her second sacrifice. For stealing Ilana's appearance. For making me fall in love with her. For not being mine and with me now.
She is Aya. My best friend. My love. The Queen of the Manhunters. A woman. A living being.
She brought me pain. I brought her sufferince. She gave me love. I gave her love. I hurt her. She hurt me. I almost killed her. She almost killed me. I came back to her. She came back to me. I saved her. She saved me. She has never gave up on me. I have never, and I will never give up on her. She loves me. I love her. She is mine. I am hers. Strange game. But it's our game.
She is a queen. She is my queen. She deserves everything. She deserves love. She deserves happiness. What I deserve? Maybe nothing. Maybe I don't deserve her. Maybe I don't deserve her love. Not for the way I treated her.
She was always there when I needed her. She understood me when no one did.
I love her greatly and I don't see my life without her. But she isn't here.
I curse myself for hurting her. For letting her leave me. For allowing myself to hurt her. For lying to her.
I love her. I love her with all my being. I love the pain her appearance brought me. I love the sound of her voice. I love the way her eyes would lit up when I called her name of praised her. I love how she managed to make me feel better.
She is my Guardian Angel. She is the best thing that ever happened to me. She is everything for me.
She is and Angel.
But she is a Demon too.
She is Aya. She is my love.
And it's ready. I hope you like it.
Thank you, Panthon124, for your idea, it is great and I will use it but I have a lot to write so you will have to wait a bit more. And for the assassin thing I've already done something: Aya is an assassin and Razer is her target. Opps... sorry for the spoiler. I will put the first chapter soon. You have an account on DeviantArt? What is your name? I would like to see the picture. And one more question: are you a girl or a boy? I want to know. (I am way too curious, am I not?)
