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2019-09-14: Hot to the Touch [79/283]

“Fire’s purpose is to burn.”

This is from my quest to draw a daily piece of pixel art for every episode of Adventure Time. Season four, here we go.

Old Macd*nald had a farm.  

I learned that once upon a time.

They propose with pebbles and stick together

for an eternity upon the ice.

I guess I should’ve never expected something like that.

After all, I’m not a penguin.

You loved me for two years.

Two years of my blissful ignorance,

of me hiding from any sort of emotion

that had the nerve to try and make me feel.

I didn’t like to feel.

I didn’t like emotions.

I suppressed every thought in my head,

ignored every sign that I knew I saw

but pretended I didn’t.

So you did what any logical human being would do,

and moved on.

But now,

my heart is starting to thaw,

and my brain is starting to think,

and for the first time in four years

I’m starting to feel again.

and it’s real,

and scary,

and absolutely awful,

and it’s wonderful,

because I realized that I love you.

I love you.

I love you,

I love you,

I love you,

I love you.

But you don’t love me anymore.

Fates cruel like that, huh?

The hands of time are unforgiving.

Moving slowly forward,

bringing regrets,

and tears,

and grey hairs,

and leaving you with no room in your heart for me any longer

because now there’s her.

And I don’t resent you for that.

I see how happy you are.

How you feel loved for the first time in your life.

Something that I never gave you.

Something that I never could give you.

Until now.

Maybe I’m not a penguin,

but with all this emptiness inside me,

and all this painful hopeless longing,

and only these lonely words to fuel me,

I too, know what it’s like