Just a scream, nothing more
“Calm down Levy, calm down… You have to wait, you know”
Seven days of waiting: he left her behind, he had to, she knows it, but his mission was lasting longer than she expected.
The first, she missed his smell, his scent
The second, she missed his look, his deep red eyes
The third, she missed his kisses, passionate and kind
The fourth, she missed his smile, cocky and unique
The fifth, his body, the sixth, his hair
At last, him: just his man, next to her in every single situation
Seven days without news, call, letters.
Locked in her house, with no desire to go outside, to talk with anyone.
She was lying in the bed, without even Lily next to her.
He never left her for so long, but there were only seven days, it was that distance so bad?
“No… Seven days are nothing, it’s me. I’m fragile, hypersensitive, it’s just me”
Blame herself was the better things in this case, and her favourite hobby: you’re so sensible, you’re so alone, so weak
What would he say if he had been there?
“Maybe that it’s true, he knows it, he’s stronger than me”
That’s the breaking point
“No. He isn’t. He loves me, he did not abandon me, it’s just for work, he had to”
She was strong, and independent, so this distance would have passed; but sometimes, she felt oppressed.
The night was the worst moment.
Voices in her head were screaming, fighting: it was hard to stop them.
You’re a little thing, you’re just a crying baby, a waste of time and space
“I’m not, I’m just far from him, nothing more, he will be back soon.”
“I’m his girl, I’m his… love”
The night was certainly the worst
But in that night, a black shadow was approaching to her, near her bed…
In that night, her red eyes dragon was back and voices and the voices should have accepted silence.
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