Onwards and Upwards
StoicEven when facing the woman who had ran away from him years ago, the man was still stoic.Stoic by imaginationstarie13
It had started with a simple crush.
He had entered his first day at the high school, expecting that nothing there would truly interest him. But the mere sight of the girl sitting on the other side of the classroom drew him to her forbidden taste.
His physical being was stoic even during those early years of his existence. But he could feel some being or thing awaken within him, coaxing his voice out for the girl.
She turned out to be a wild being.
Contrasting himself, the girl would burst with wild flavors of emotions. The taste could have been purely concentrated from a single core or a mix of any combination it could survive in. Whether bitter, sour, or sweet, he would accept it all without a single question. Any and all amazed him; the once stoic boy learning emotions second hand was mesmerized by the emotions themselves and his teacher.
But even amazement can dull under repetition. And even the
The Tragedy of MonstersSometimes she was able to completely forget the cruel pain
That rattled against her like a constant beating drum
It stung with a vengeance spiked with love
It would never leave her to herself
That would have been too easy
Love was never that kind
If only then maybe
Maybe then she
Sometimes he would remember the sharp edges of his love
It was almost impossible to forget the many scars
He would create hateful marks wanting to say
The sacred words everyone wanted to hear
But the words were always trapped
And every time he tried
To say those words
"I love you"
There were moments where she could remember the good times
They rested against her mind with a calming embrace
Coated with the blood that tainted things carry
Filled with kisses and carefully placed passion
Lost within the arms of care
That only exists in memory
She wanted to cry
But the tears
There were moments that he could recall the three words
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