As
I recall when my stomach turned
And I was hiding away from
myself
Away from you
Like nothing but something was terribly
wrong
And I admit that I was only waiting for the right time
(right time)
Right moment for you to look away
Though you never
did I pretended for a while
So I could walk where I don't belong
Broken hearts, torn between duty and love; is it so wrong to love another? Bile raised uncomfortably in Eragon's throat, sick at what he felt. He shied away from his inner feelings, stowing them away, deep within himself, trying to deny what he was experiencing; away from Arya.
On the outside he put up a façade, like everything was fine and dandy, when secretly everything was crumbling inside; going drastically awry. If only he would abandon his feelings, deny what he felt; allowed himself to hide them for a just cause but he never did. Eragon tried, for as long as he could; pulling the hurt within himself, making himself numb to the heart ache just so he could be close enough to her. Smell her scent, talk with her, and enjoy her company with out any complications. She was an elf, a princess on top of that; dared not allow the implications of it to hit her.
I
remember every word you said
Come back in time come back
And I
remember I was too beaten
Pitiful so pitiful
Her words echoed heavily in his heart; the starry glade haunted him in his dreams, only to have him wake up and realize it was only a dreadful reminder of what had taken place. His insides ached, Eragon's stomach felt as if it could burst anytime from his nervous; he was losing sleep at night, his strength was seeping away, slowly, but it was disappearing. He felt so pitiful, so useless; Eragon was slowly dying of heart ache, just so pitiful.
But
I know as they hammered those nails
Into your beautiful hands
Your
eyes they tried to search for mine
But I look away
Now your
eyes are the only thing that can save me
I'm still afraid of them
piercin'
You break into my prison
Just pretended for a while
My
soul is sad and I walk away
All the time she was secretly seeking his company, basking in his warm and loving nature; but Eragon didn't see that, he couldn't for the guilt he felt. Suffocating under the weight, crushing him, killing him; he ignored what was in front of him, blind to her pleads of salvation. But she was just as stubborn, ignorant to the end. She refused her feelings, suppressed them, shutting them away in the dark corridors of her mind.
Those intoxicating emerald pools of green fire, the windows of her soul; every time he gazed into the pools he found himself losing control of himself, becoming less aware of his self. Eragon feared losing control, feared her blazing stare; he needed a hero, someone to lift him out of his muck of sorrow, free him from the shackles of loneliness, yet he can't fake it; not he can't pretend. But if he could, give himself the false illusion of just being sad and walking away, pretending that he didn't really feel this way.
I
remember every word you said
Come back in time come back
And I
remember I was too beaten
Pitiful so pitiful
But then her words come crashing through his mind, reminding his tortured heart of his feelings; no illusion could hide that from him, they come back just in time to save him, remind him what he felt. But with the love comes pain, making him weak, dying so pitifully. Losing his strength in a pitiful manner just because of what you said.
Pitiful
Dying slowly in a world of pain…
Pitiful
…Alone with out a true love
Pitiful
Losing the will to eat…
Pitiful
… Dying
So pitiful
Lying down for the torments of life to drag him down into the depths of misery…
And
I remember every word you said
But this time I won't look away
And
I remember every word you said
And this time I won't look away
I …
And
I remember every word you said
But this time I won't look away
And
I remember every word you said
And this time I won't look away
…Don't
And
I remember every word you said
But this time I won't look away
And
I remember every word you said
And this time I won't look away
Love you Eragon…