"Don't."
"What?"
Golden Locks, with pale blue eyes, stands in front of me, narrowed eyes, and accusing tones.
"Fall back into this routine. You know what she did to you."
I shrug.
Because I do know, but I cant help it.
Not with her, never with her.
"Please." She grabs my hand, gives it a small squeeze, and lets go.
I nod, and she walks away.
I'm left alone again, sitting on a tattered bench in the yard.
I shake my head, hoping to get her out of my head.
Our conversation was short, and distant, but it had ignited something in me that I had not felt in a long time.
Hope.
Hope that maybe things were not as bad as we had made it out to be.
Hope that maybe this could be fixed.
Hope that we weren't as fucked up as we had led each other to believe.
Fucked up actions and fucked up people had damaged us to what I thought, had been beyond repair.
But maybe, just maybe, we could be fixed.
-x-
"I'm so sorry… you should have never found out… Edward please understand. I'm so sorry" Love whispers, hair dancing in the wind, tears streaming down her cheeks.
But Love's a liar.
Love is broken promises and broken hearts.
Love is destructive, and relentless.
I shake my head over and over again, desperately trying to clear my mind.
Because I cannot believe that Love could be so cold hearted, so cruel.
I fall to the floor, knees slapping the pavement, but I don't feel a single thing.
Because my heart has just been ripped out of my chest.
And she has shattered every aspect of my being.
"Why?" I whisper, hunched over the dark, cold paved floor.
I don't dare look up at her, it would be too much to bear.
"It started off as just some fun, it was never supposed to go on as long as it did. It wasn't supposed to go this far to-"
"But it did! It fucking did! And now I'm the fucking idiot who's still in love with you!" I scream, anger finally settling in.
She lied, about everything.
She never cared, and never loved like I did.
"I'm sorry. Please baby, forgive me." She whimpers, as she kneels down beside me.
Her hand touches my cheek, soft, and tender.
But I pull myself away from her, because I can't.
I can't forgive her.
Not this time.
"No." I murmur, as I stand up and turn my back on the only woman I have ever loved.
-x-
Because no matter what Love's done, she's still owns every fiber of my being.
She is everything.
She is weakness, she is breathless gasps, and broken hearts.
She is staying up all night, and waiting for a ring.
She is never ending laughter, and unearthly beauty.
She is hoping and holding on without any intention to let go.
So I sit there.
And wait.
Because for her, I'll wait forever.