Lioran;
The scary thing about love… is what it becomes once it's twisted.
Once it's changed.
People say love never changes. That it never dies. I believe the people who say this are people who were never cursed with the opportunity to prove themselves wrong.
I slice through the air again with my katana as my mind rushes back to him.
For days. Weeks… months I have tried to forget him.
It killed me to do, but I knew if I didn't let the injury heal, it would fester. And just when I had started to heal. Just when I thought I could finally breathe again… he appeared and ripped apart all I struggled to hold together.
Now I'm bleeding and the blood keeps getting in my way.
"It's a blessing that I finally have someone I can be myself with." I remember myself telling him, and I stop as that chronic was of regret hits me again.
Elien.
Sometimes I wish I had never met him. So many times I have wished I had killed him on the night I first met him.
