Angst Essentials – the sir & the her, the he & the she [& you.]
The He & The She.
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And that at the end of it all, he would change her, just as much as she changed him. And then they'd realise that they were both missing something, missing a part of themselves. And that part was each other.
And then they'd fuse as one.
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She…
… was everything he was not. Everything he dare not be.
She laughed at all her brothers' jokes. Even the most ridiculously silly ones, the lame ones, the weak ones. Smiled at almost everyone she came across. A radiant, happy smile. One that showed everyone that she cared. Even when she didn't. She looked at them as if they were all beautiful. As if they all liked her. No, as if they all loved her.
Everything about her screamed innocence. Her light spattering of freckles. Her coppery-red hair. Her soulful, wandering brown eyes. Yet somewhere, in this innocence, held a mystery. Something sacred. Something untouchable. Something everyone knew, yet something no one could get at. An open secret.
She didn't believe in obligations. She believed in choices, that everything a person had was because of a choice, made sometime, somewhere in his life. But of course, how could she think otherwise? She lived in a perfect, happy world. Where everyone loved her: her family, her friends, her brothers' friends.
No one could reach the bitter side of her. Not even herself, for she had shut that part of her away completely. The part of her that was so tired of that façade she presented to the world. Tired of being the perfect one, the protected one. Protected by all those who claimed they loved her. Protected from getting hurt. Protected from being the things she already was.
Broken. Torn. Fallen. [A/N: somehow torn and fallen put together looks like Tom Felton, ne? But that's completely irrelevant. : P]
She seemed so oblivious to all the ugliness around her. But what they didn't realise was that she saw, and she knew. She had long learnt about the imperfection of the world she lived in. But she didn't want to care. To her, it was like a stain. A stain she tried so hard to wash away with her smiles, her laughter. But when she couldn't, she turned a blind eye to it. She didn't want to see. Didn't want to believe that the one thing she wanted so much to do, she couldn't. Didn't want to know of evil and wickedness and mud.
Her happiness lay in something that didn't exist. An empty hole. A hole no one could make up for.
But him –
He could.
Could he?
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