Drowning

By Naori

Summary: Love, hate, obsession, pain…to me they are all one and the same.

A/N: I wrote this on a lark. Possibly quite weird since I wrote it at 3 AM. If you don't know who it's about, than I'm not telling.


Call it selfishness or greed or cruelty, I don't mind. If they are then I accept the sins as myself and greet them with open arms.

People see love as purity, salvation, ultimate happiness…those who believe that are fools. Naïve souls who haven't felt the depths of love. They only skim at the surface looking up at the sky and grinning in their own ignorance, never sensing the darkness that lie in wait beneath them. My beloved and I drowned in our love for each other.

Our relationship became a curse for us.

Our love turned twisted and black until it could only be recognized as hatred.

Maybe we were both at fault, tainting our hearts with lies, fallacies, and pretend. We allowed ourselves to drift and indulge.

But the first blame lies on her.

She loves so much it tortures her and rips at her, and I lick and salt her open wounds and smile as she weakens and comes ever closer to the breaking point. For myself, our love has turned to obsession. A goal that must be reached no matter what cost.

I remember the innocence when we were both young. Her head tucked under my chin, my arms wrapped around her small frame, taking in her warmth as she leaned into me, wholly trusting me.

I remember sweet kisses, her arms wrapped around my neck, pushing her weight up on her to reach. My laughing, smiling against her lips and her being indignant.

I want all of her. I'm not willing to share. I don't want just her mind, I don't crave only her body, I want more than simply her heart, I want all of her. I want what she can't give. Not yet.

Forsake all others, forsake myself.

It doesn't matter to me.

For this I will ruin all relationships, I will become despised.

Fine, I will leave you all to rot if it brings me closer.

I'm told I am unreachable, cold, I care for nothing. I'm as a ripple on the water…you reach out for it and it pulls away. Maybe it's true, I am fixated on only one thing. Don't be mistaken, I don't feel guilty. The reward justifies the means.

I nudge and manipulate. I know more than you think. While grinning I hide a smirk.


Do you realize?


Can you even guess?


I love her. This is the one unwavering truth.


In this I am the most cursed of us all.