Disclaimer: If I owned them, Roxane would have found herself quite randomly left out of Alexander's story.
A/N: Part one of two. Written quite randomly. Reviews are my candy and inspiration. Michelle: Get ungrounded soon so you can beta!
Simplicity I:
Some things are simple. Love is simple: You can keep loving a person no mater how much they hurt you.
They can shatter your heart over and over again, and you can just go on loving them. Because love is simple. It won't matter, how many times they betray you. You love them, period.
It just doesn't matter, that they chose to also grace the beds of others. Because anything they do is easily justified in your mind. The things about love...I could go on forever listing.
I tell myself lust, whenever he bestows a mere glance upon that boy. I believe it with every particle of my being. It is true. But why does it still hurt?
Some things are simple. Love is simple. With Roxane, I tell myself 'an heir'. That's all she is, a means to an heir. And I believe it with all my soul. Just like I love him with all my heart.
When we get mere moments alone, tiny parcels of time that only allow for a quick exchange of words and a separation in favor of the fulfillment of various duties, the words he makes his own are, "I love you," and that makes me believe in him even more. Because love is simple.
Some things are simple. Pain is not simple. Pain is what I felt when I gave him the ring. Fully expecting to be the sacrifice made to satisfy the ambitious and strong-willed Roxane, I gave him that ring-my token of continued love and my release of him all at once. Pain is what I still felt when his eyes told me that even if I was letting him go, he wasn't allowing me to leave him. Pain is not simple like love.
Love makes itself a part of you. Pain rips you apart. Pain leaves no room for other emotions. Love allows you to feel while still loving.
Love is simple. Pure. Untainted. No matter how much he hurts me, I love him. Love is the utter essence of simplicity. Love is love.
A/N: The button is oh so easy to press, the words so easy to type, the opinion worth so much.