Come away with innocence, and leave me with my sin
04-22-2014, 07:54 PM
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He would whisper her name, and she would try and meet his eyes. It would be a moment before he managed to get his words out - words that, for a moment, would strike the girl as unreal. She wasn't sure what he was leading up to at first, calling himself a fool, not knowing how to say it. Say what? What could he have to say to her that she would think any less of him for? That he would feel so badly about that she would forgive him immediately and they would work through together. But when he finally admitted what was on his mind... she couldn't believe it.
He would pull back his ears, waiting for her response, and she... wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to be tied to her? He didn't... want her anymore? The young female couldn't believe it, every moment that they had spent together she had fallen further and further in love - didn't he feel the same way? "But you love me..." Her first instinct was to argue, to remind him how in love they were, to get him to remember her the way that she thought that he saw her. But... that was only what she thought, she couldn't make him see things the way that she wanted. What she had been taught and told of love would flick through her thoughts. Love was forever - love didn't just stop or go away so he must not have ever loved her.
She couldn't make him love her.
"You don't love me anymore?" She would ask him, pushing the words past her lips and then struggling to swallow. Her throat was suddenly dry and the tears had started fallen sometime after his confession without her consent. "What happened?" She would tentatively ask, not at all demanding an answer from him. The girl had imagined they had a life together, that what they had was unbreakable - but she had been wrong. Where did she go wrong? She was incredibly sorry, she would take back whatever she had done to make him see her differently - she just needed to know what it was first! "I... is it too late to fix it? I can... change." If it was her she would try to make it right - just so that he wouldn't leave her side.
He would pull back his ears, waiting for her response, and she... wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to be tied to her? He didn't... want her anymore? The young female couldn't believe it, every moment that they had spent together she had fallen further and further in love - didn't he feel the same way? "But you love me..." Her first instinct was to argue, to remind him how in love they were, to get him to remember her the way that she thought that he saw her. But... that was only what she thought, she couldn't make him see things the way that she wanted. What she had been taught and told of love would flick through her thoughts. Love was forever - love didn't just stop or go away so he must not have ever loved her.
She couldn't make him love her.
"You don't love me anymore?" She would ask him, pushing the words past her lips and then struggling to swallow. Her throat was suddenly dry and the tears had started fallen sometime after his confession without her consent. "What happened?" She would tentatively ask, not at all demanding an answer from him. The girl had imagined they had a life together, that what they had was unbreakable - but she had been wrong. Where did she go wrong? She was incredibly sorry, she would take back whatever she had done to make him see her differently - she just needed to know what it was first! "I... is it too late to fix it? I can... change." If it was her she would try to make it right - just so that he wouldn't leave her side.