“You’re important too.”
One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’
Cerulean grey eyes stare into almond ones and she doesn’t attempt a smile, crying has reached a point when she can’t attain relief with it. Deep inside, she can feel the switch into her subconscious, how easy is to tell ‘enough’ and wait for the relief of death. The strings of fate binding her call for someone who isn’t anymore among the living.
Her throat is dry, ready to let out apologies but Eisei will reject them. Why shouldn’t he? Her existence has always intruded in the lives of everyone. For she was not the one meant to come out of the golden doors but other. Living in his steed… her father’s steed… she can’t, it isn’t fair, she isn’t worth it and still, still—!
She wantsto hear his voice, for him to sing her lullabies to the terrified creature whowears human skin and bones.
A pathetic cry gets out of her throat, too gone to pretend. Murmurs and murmur, whispering for him, for her father, begging him to come and stop the increasing hole in her chest. Hollow, empty, error of life and all the words bump into each other, being repeated under her breath. She can’t keep doing this, stop everything, freeze time and let her return to where mind and matter are the same. Fate is a cruel mistress and fighting against the truth when the salvation of vanishing is afinal answer…
Hands shake, gripping into the sides of her head and feet tremble, voice too foreign to be hers because who is she? Nothing but leftovers of the soul chained which bears humanity’s call for destruction. Lifeless eyes, bright and frighteninglyinhuman stare back.
“No, I’m not.”