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There is a story behind why people do what they do, but sometimes they don't realize it until it is too late... She was one of the few who realized this. Someone had captured her heart, had taken it and along with it an oath of protection. But now it is battered and beaten, broken and scattered in to pieces. She started to slowly die inside because there was no one like him, no one cared for her as he had.. and now he was walking away... giving up.. not looking back at her.. He said he didn't love her anymore, but she knew him better than that, and she always had.
He told her that she was the one to blame for everything and that it was her fault that he was her's no more. She was the one who killed the one he had fallen in love with. But in truth, he was the one who had abused her, who had beaten her down to a point that all she could do was cry, blame herself as he had always made her do. The girl he fell in love with was still standing there, in front of him, bruised yes, but whole and still in love, still knowing that he loved her.
She knew that she should have left like everyone told her to, but she couldn't for the reason her heart belonged to him. She believed in him to be different and she was willing to try and work with him to get through that. She wants him to realize how powerful love is, how muhc her hearat belongs to him. That his angel of love that sits on the tree branch is still there looking over him and watching out for what she knew he had given her.. his heart..
While sitting up there, she could feel the gentleness of the wind and the warmth of the sun, her sun, and knew he was also watching over her.
The touch of his hand against her skin, lightly touching it sending that purifying sensation through her body that made her feel ok and protected. His lips kissing her's, so passionately that the entire world stops before her and freezes in time for them.His touch soothed her pain, took away the sorrow she felt. Her thoughts always flooded his mind, his dreams, HIS thoughts.
She wants him to know that the one he fell in love with is still there, waiting for him, standing in the rain, drenched and cold, shaking in fear and pain. She is waiting for him to take her in his arms again and press his soft lips against her's and whisper in her ear how much he is in love with her...... But doubt soon runs through her mind, doubt that he will save her before she falls into the abyss again and disappears for good... What then...
"All is fair in love and war. But when the war is over, will love still have a place on the battlefield?... Will love be the one that wins the soul of them all?....."
 "An angel cannot fly if it has no wings.. So will you be her wings?" |
