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Yeah I know, a lot of implied Kataang (FROM AANG'S VIEW!) This is all about Aang. It's about how he feels about all this Zutara-ness.
A bit angsty right? Tiny bit.
Touch
Life was unfair.
He could handle pain. That was easy. Lightning and bruises filled his body, but he'd be alright. They could starve him, and physically hurt him any day and he would live. But there was something so much worse. She could have abused him. Beat him till he was barely alive. He would still love her. But he almost died when she said she was in love.
With someone else. And not him.
Now his world came crashing on his shoulders, without a break. He grabbed his chest, his heart discovering the true pain to life. Why were the Spirits so cruel? His soul was finding out the hard way of such a tormenting fate. It was worse than death. In truth he would rather be dead, than feel this pain.
Heart break.
The boy had said that he had moved on. But that was a lie. He had left a sliver of his heart, always open. Just for her. And only for her. Just in case...just in case she came back to him. For no speed on earth could move as fast as his love for her.
He did not want to be jealous.
But he was.
How dare he take her away from him? He shared so much with her! Their first blush, kiss, and love. But now, that had been all stolen from him. He blamed himself for all the unspoken words and all the things he never did. Now she was gone from him, all because he had been too late...
With envious eyes he stared at the two, a fire burning through his veins.
How he longed to be in that firebender's place. He wanted to be the one feeling the touch of her soft hair, and lips against his own.
Even though he would die just to feel her loving touch again, he never will.
Life was unfair and so terribly cruel.
a/n
Review please! I know this one isn't my best, but I run out of ideas sometimes. Dx
(Anyone got an idea for smell?)
-karen