It is quiet. I’ve lived in the depths of silence for my whole life, so why… Why is it so frightening? Why am I tired, terrified of the nothingness that has been alongside me for so long?
But then the pain started coming back. Marching in as little streams that built up, just like the red leaking out of my back. Little by little, my senses came back to me. Slight pain, but that’s alright, I’m used to that too. I notice the drops coming down on my face.
How sad. The sky was crying for someone like me… The shape hovering by my side had free-flowing tears too. It looked like them.
Why were they still here? They got what they wanted out of this, so why won’t they leave? I can feel their grip on my arm and I notice that I’m laying on their lap, dagger still embedded in my chest. I can tell they want to talk, want to apologize. But they know that nothing is going to heal our broken hearts.
I don’t know how long they held me, but at the end of it all, they never spoke a word. The apology hangs in the air, dead. Dead. That’s what I’ll be when I fade. Echoes of a happy ending are prominent in my mind. My dear, dear lover… I’ll miss them.
Maybe they did cherish me, but villains don’t get happy endings. Villains don’t deserve joy. The stars ignore us, and in turn, I’ve never seen the stars.
I can sense when they finally leave, unable to look at my soaked body anymore. The dirt under me is slowly turning to mud.
Now the sensation of rain isn’t pricking my skin.
I can’t hear the little voices at the back of my mind.
The damp smell of rain and fog recedes.
The sharp taste of blood is bland in my mouth.
My thoughts are melting apart.
Tell me, sunshine, why did I believe in something so foolish and miserable?
Why did I trust in this unreachable star?
Talk to me and tell me, why did I love you?
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