Heart
I can't fight when it comes to him, how easily I give up,
Did I intend to save him from the start? I can't tell,
I was captured the moment I saw him,
It's curiosity because I don't understand how one could deny their own existence so vehemently.
I can't stop watching him, I can't stop wanting him,
Each shove he gives me reinforces my strength to push back,
His beauty is fragile, a thinly veiled surface that hides his ugly scars,
But I am bound to that beauty that pulls at my heart.
I stand close to him yearning to hear his heartbeat,
It is his proof of life to me,
Every touch of mine seeks his quickening breath,
It is his proof that I make him feel alive.
I can't stop the pounding of my heart,
I can't stop the rage every time I failed,
I can't stop the ache every time I catch his tears,
I have stopped wishing for my homeland, does he know?
I watch him now as the fire of hate burns through him,
We have come to this now and there is no turning back,
He hates my name and I have no regrets,
Now I long for his hunger for my blood and I am glad since now I am his life.
I will persevere because I think he needs me,
Because he is no longer behind his fancy masks,
His smiles no longer empty and forced,
Because he longer smiles.
I saw him break as I fall absorbing the force of that lethal spell,
His defenses reacted as he unleashes his final lingering powers,
Ashura was no more,
His endless chains of eternal sorrow and pain are gone.
I felt his hand over my chest when I am asleep,
I heard his whispers soft and sweet,
Those words that I craved….
"Let your heart beat for me."