Wavering
By SMYGO4EVA
Crimson eyes would just bear into her soul, admiring her own beauty and elegance, for that was everlasting, but ever changing as well. She loved another boy with fluffy white hair, chocolate brown eyes and a wounded soul, which needed to be pure again. The crimson eyes the first man had were never pure for which he came from a torn bloodline of demons, immortals who paid no heed for mortality, yet he loved her with all his being. How she ached for his touches, his luscious kisses and for him to take her purity and innocence until she would cry out in pleasure, forever thanking him for the world of reality, rising and falling in a cacophony of chaos and bitterness. God, she wanted him to ravish her, to caress her frame and to fill her with his essence, to mark her as his and his alone. He would protect her, for as he was the almighty ruler who protects and guards the humanity of the land if ancient and timeless kingdoms. She was his bride, engaged to him and also with exalted power equal to his. Both of them loved each other as love, light, lust and life reigned supreme in the world they lived in.
Yet…she was uncertain.
Her real love was that boy. The boy who is plagued by the darkness that has quenched on the blood of numerous innocents and fed the malevolent God his soul. She wants to save the boy. She loves the boy with all her heart and soul, she would do anything to protect him, even give up her own life to do so. She can't do it because of the crimson eyes that protect her. She had been the protector of the young boy and the protected of the crimson eyes. She lost her sanity to save the boy and to care for the crimson eyes as well as to lose the people she had loved. The boy's smile pierces her heart as her tearstained crystals overflow with sadness and admiration as well as fear and lust toward the crimson eyes, who fought to protect her, only to her to love a boy whose heart was torn in half and damned until she gave herself to the darkness, ignoring the anguished-filled cries of her two lovers.
Wavering: ever changing was her feelings for her lovers. The boy, pure and innocent yet condemned and bloodstained, loved her and wanted to feel her soft fingers on his face before he broke. The porcelain face would smile no more when he saw the crimson eyes and the girl he loved together, for the warm brown eyes would well up in tears, heartbroken. She left the crimson eyes for the boy. The crimson eyes cried out in anguish and loss, shoving his fists onto the ground, calling for his lost love to come back, but would it work?
Never again.
Now…she's gone…forever more. She is in Heaven, eternally sleeping as her two lovers mourn for her death and beg for forgiveness for robbing her of her innocence and sanity.
"COME BACK!!!" they would say as they are alone in their own worlds, waiting for her to return. They were the cause of her death. They were the fate she followed and she broke in half, shattered as innocence and manipulation took place.
Wavering. Ever-changing. She was confused, she loved them both, but it was only a matter of time before she ended up with nothing at all, only to sleep forever.