Post by gmshed on Oct 14, 2006 17:28:49 GMT -5
A/N: Don't ask me where this came from. Just a strange ficlet that suddenly demanded to be written and was in ten minutes, so if it's rubbish, that's why. But I will ask for suggestions for titles. I never seem to be able to think of titles for angst fics. 
I watch her as she laughs. It’s just a small sound of amusement but her green eyes sparkle with life and love.
I’m not at all sure when I discovered that I had clumsily and idiotically fallen in love. I was utterly horrified at first, disgusted at myself. Then the sadness and the bitterness had taken over.
I wasn’t in love with her looks; although she was still lovely, her beauty had faded with the years. I wasn’t in love with the mask she showed the world, God knows no-one could ever love that. I was in love with the woman behind the mask, the one who only ever appeared for another man.
She’s so strong, yet she does have her vulnerability. To me, she represents everything I could have been, perhaps still could be if only she would love me. Instead, I’m hidden behind this wall of hate. And my love, which might have been my salvation, destroys me, eating me away.
Every look, every smile, every touch between them breaks me a little more. I hate him and everything he stands for, everything that I can never have.
And now he stands in front of me, defenceless, begging for the chance to say goodbye to his love.
As his body flies into the air in a blaze of green light, I know I have destroyed her as well.
Once there were three. Now one is dead in body and two are dead in soul.
Her hand is quite steady as she points her wand at me. Those green eyes no longer sparkle. My love is dead, I killed her. Now as the shell speaks the last words I will ever hear, my only thought is It’s over.
I watch her as she laughs. It’s just a small sound of amusement but her green eyes sparkle with life and love.
I’m not at all sure when I discovered that I had clumsily and idiotically fallen in love. I was utterly horrified at first, disgusted at myself. Then the sadness and the bitterness had taken over.
I wasn’t in love with her looks; although she was still lovely, her beauty had faded with the years. I wasn’t in love with the mask she showed the world, God knows no-one could ever love that. I was in love with the woman behind the mask, the one who only ever appeared for another man.
She’s so strong, yet she does have her vulnerability. To me, she represents everything I could have been, perhaps still could be if only she would love me. Instead, I’m hidden behind this wall of hate. And my love, which might have been my salvation, destroys me, eating me away.
Every look, every smile, every touch between them breaks me a little more. I hate him and everything he stands for, everything that I can never have.
And now he stands in front of me, defenceless, begging for the chance to say goodbye to his love.
As his body flies into the air in a blaze of green light, I know I have destroyed her as well.
Once there were three. Now one is dead in body and two are dead in soul.
Her hand is quite steady as she points her wand at me. Those green eyes no longer sparkle. My love is dead, I killed her. Now as the shell speaks the last words I will ever hear, my only thought is It’s over.
