Will you forget me or treasure me?
I can't end your life, not now. Never.
I should hate you. I love you.
You will be happy. I'll make sure of that.
No one will ever harm your soul be free.
Think of her as me.
Love her thinking of me.
No.
I can't bare to see you in her arms.
I hate her. She is truly me reincarnation right?
I am not mad at her, I just love you to much to let go.
Should you blame me? You should.
Do you still think of me? I doubt it. My heart does.
You know I selected a color for you.
When I think of you I see so many colors.
Red for love, revenge, anger and courage.
I wish you could just forget.
That girl my "reincarnation" I see green.
A young woman growing in life in hear and in you.
Your friend, that monk with the bright orange that charms the sun.
That slayer I see a deep blue in her.
So dark she swims in a pool of sadness.
She has courage and the joy that makes her look for her sibling.
When I see that young fox.
White is all I see. A pure hear with joy so happy free of charge.
...but when I see my self. I see gray. Sadness, love, failure, drama. I pain a tint of red so I wont forget you. I paint a tint of every color because that's who you are now. They take part in you. So I wonder why when I am done with the painting it is full of green paint.
She has taken your soul and heart away.