Darkness
Broken
Faint streams of light
Silence was the only noise
Time seemed
Frozen
Indefinitely.
On the gray carpet
Two figures
Huddled
Together.
Waiting.
Thinking.
Shallow breath
Calm
His limbs felt numb
Arms wrapped
Another warmth
He sat there
Holding her
Close.
Mind
Blank
At the same time
Aware
Aftermath
Of this situation
Devastating.
Reaching
A mug
Cold water
Bring no comfort
But
Bring her back
To senses.
Water seeped
Through her pink lips
Soon enough
A reaction
Scrunching her brows
Sharp green orbs
Peered back at him.
"Hey. You're awake."
"The hell are you doing here?"
He let out a sigh of relief.
It was consolation
At the very least
Looking at her
A mess of blonde hair
Stained white blouse
He stood up.
But
A pair of hands
Held him back
By the shirt
As she buried her face
On his chest.
"You know... you didn't have to do... that."
"I'm... sorry."
A barely audible murmur.
"Do you have any idea what trouble could happen- I... that was really... stupid."
"Hachiman! You're not helping!"
Exasperated
Smacking his head
Glaring at him.
"I just..."
All he could do
Look away
Unable
Expressing sympathy
Especially in words
Not his area of expertise.
"I just don't know what I'll do if I lose you too."
The words
Flowed smoothly
Like a stream
Simply
Speaking his mind.
Indeed
What would he do?
Too often
We only realize
The values
Once we lose it.
Unexpected reaction
Sniffles
Tears
Looking back at her
Hiding her face
Away from him.
"If you think you can get away with that... that is a very selfish..."
Words died
Like dust
Into air.
Hypocrisy.
Who am I to talk about selfishness?
At this point
The cynic
Committing the same blunder
As he did
With a certain ice queen.
Admiration is the first step
Towards disappointment.
Once again
He deceived himself
With the impression
Belief
In an ideal caricature
As he did
Believing
Perfection
Of an icy woman.
In this case
The admiration
Of a bright flame
Arrogant
Elegant
Beauty and charm
Perfectly imperfect
Unbroken will.
But now
Like a crystal figurine
Shattered.
Disappointed.
But not because of her.
Expectation
By foresight
He knew
Desperation
Give birth
Drastic action.
But truly
He was stricken
With panic
Grief
Upon the prospect
Of losing
A beloved.
He had toiled
For how long
He did not remember
A traumatic passage
Purify
With water
Cleanse
Red colors
When dusk fell
And the moon
High
Dark
Here he was.
"I-I... s-sorry..."
Her voice
Soft
Broken
Teary green eyes
Under faint moonlight
Her pale cheeks
Ethereal.
Meeting dead black
His tears
Long gone
A faint trail
Only sign
Though his face
Almost apathetic
His eyes
Certainly
Saddened.
It felt like an eternity
When it had only been minutes
In the darkness of the room
The two
Shared
Understanding
Or so it seems
In silence.
Silent tears.
Drowsy haze
Warm air
Yet the atmosphere
Somehow
Cold.
Gently
Like a feather
Bringing forth a hand
Wipe her tears away.
To her
Finally
He was there
Once again
A shoulder to cry on
Someone
Who will wipe her tears
As she cried.
Meticulously
Stroking
Blonde silk
The best he could do
Comfort
A little girl.
Hum
Softly
Song
Lulling her
To sleep.
"Put your head on my shoulder..."
A rose,
"Whisper in my ear, baby..."
With all its thorns,
"Words I want to hear..."
Is no match,
"Tell me..."
For a heartless lover.
"That you love me too."
To lie
Cheat
Steal
Covet
Love
Is to be human.
If so
Then inhumanity
Is high benevolence.
Or simply a step lower.
