She was exactly the same age he was when they had first met. She thought by this age, she would have everything in order, from education to career to love life. However, when he intercepted her path, she let go of everything she once held dear. She let go of her identity and allowed herself to absorb a new one, one completely unfamiliar to her and unwilling to bend to her sane cries. He was never supposed to meet her, nor was she ever meant to be his, utterly and completely. Yet, it remained that a piece of her soul was stuck to his, whether he knew it or not.
As the rain pattered against the brittle window ready to shatter during the next earthquake, she focused on the haunting sounds of the wind. It was as if though he whispered her name whenever thunder struck, trying to wake her up from her Dream State. It was no use; the only time she really traveled was in the Dream World. And in the Dream World, she still did not have him, nor did he know she was looking for him. She thought of the time when he first told her he loved her, jarring her out of her world like no other person had before. She missed how insistent he was that they were meant to be, but always in the back of her mind, she knew their time would come to a bitter end.
They spent not even a year getting to know one another, before their rollercoaster of a romance took off. The electronic bond secured their places in the internet for eternity, but their love had dissipated long before she realized what he was: a monster. A monster preying on the weakness of others to feel powerful, using her magic for his own gain. She would never truly know who he was beneath the mask, but she had a feeling he was a shell of a person when they had met. It was far beyond her reach, no matter how hard she tried to awaken the real person instead of him.
It didn’t matter in the end: someone else awakened the true demon as she silently sat in front of the glass-colored pane, stirring more milk into her steaming espresso. Sipping away the comforting taste of the coffee, she wondered if he ever thought about her. If she was an angel or just another one of his demons he was unwilling to confirm.
As the rain pattered against the brittle window ready to shatter during the next earthquake, she focused on the haunting sounds of the wind. It was as if though he whispered her name whenever thunder struck, trying to wake her up from her Dream State. It was no use; the only time she really traveled was in the Dream World. And in the Dream World, she still did not have him, nor did he know she was looking for him. She thought of the time when he first told her he loved her, jarring her out of her world like no other person had before. She missed how insistent he was that they were meant to be, but always in the back of her mind, she knew their time would come to a bitter end.
They spent not even a year getting to know one another, before their rollercoaster of a romance took off. The electronic bond secured their places in the internet for eternity, but their love had dissipated long before she realized what he was: a monster. A monster preying on the weakness of others to feel powerful, using her magic for his own gain. She would never truly know who he was beneath the mask, but she had a feeling he was a shell of a person when they had met. It was far beyond her reach, no matter how hard she tried to awaken the real person instead of him.
It didn’t matter in the end: someone else awakened the true demon as she silently sat in front of the glass-colored pane, stirring more milk into her steaming espresso. Sipping away the comforting taste of the coffee, she wondered if he ever thought about her. If she was an angel or just another one of his demons he was unwilling to confirm.