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How can I be so in love with someone? How could I be so in love that not seeing them brings me to a new low? What will I do without seeing him almost everyday for the upcoming school year? I'm a mess. Right now I'm happy but later this will suck
I will
I thought if I reached just that much farther, I would be able to fix her. If I could somehow pour promise back into the cerulean pools of emptiness that blocked out her soul from the world, she could finally be saved. She could be free. But, as always, I was wrong. Used and abused yet again, because I’m too damned forgiving to realise I myself am a smouldering heap of ashes drifting on a wind of her indifference to my love. I see it in the way she says my name, lips curling as if I am an acid corroding her tongue. As if I am a disgusting and pungent odour being released from one of the many hells trapped within her being. I KNOW she hates my presence the same way Lucifer seethed at the love and all encompassing light of God, but I CANNOT bring myself to let her fall. Just when I think I can banish her to the hell she deserves, I give her just one more chance. Even as I am destroyed, I know she can be salvaged. And I know she is a succubus stealing my essence to save for herself later, but if I reach just that much farther, I will be able to fix her. I will be able to fix her. I will . . .
