MYRNIN/CLAIRE.
P.S, THIS ONES SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT TO THE OTHES, BUT I THINK IT FITS BETTER, SOMEHOW.
I watched you as you worked, did you know?
Your hands fluttering like the butterflies you caused in my stomach.
You eyes lighting up as you discover something new.
Your lips as you talk to me.
Your lips as you think about Shane.
And it hurts, sometimes.
All the time.
Always.
That I'm not good enough for you, even though you dont think like that.
I think.
You see me as an Uncle.
But
I want more.
I need more.
I need you.
You're the symbol of my sanity.
You're the symbol of honesty.
You're the symbol of purity.
You're the symbol of me.
But more than that
your everything
And I want to take you,
right here,
right now.
And claim you as my own.
In a different way to what you already are.
Your in my blood
and I'm still lingering in yours from when I saved you.
And you will always remember,
what with the bites on your neck.
But I want-
Oh, what I want cant be put into words,
but I'll try,
even though it doesn't fully cover it,
as you are too much to describe.
I want your kisses.
I want your attention.
I want to be enough for you.
I want us to spend everyday of forever together,
locked away,
no-one else, just us.
I want us to live.
But I cant.
I never get what I want.
Or need.