Fated Or Doomed

Her Day

                      Perry

Being here felt like the only right. Even when this isn't the home I would want her to call for herself. I have devoted myself so deep in her that I will go along with whatever she wanted. Whatever she claims. Even when she denies our connection and takes the full flee away from the life we were once robed of.

I am a fool for her.

I've never felt this way before. I never knew how it felt to be on this side of the line. I was already entranced with her before we had even met. I had her photo with me all the time. Kept it by my nightstand in awaited our day to come but fallen. And when I met those green eyes for the first time. It didn't feel like our first. I wanted to be more reckless and miserly than ever. I was entranced by the way she kept herself. Never once lower her eyes to another that means no good. She was prefect in my eyes if not more.

Yet she didn't know it then of course. But she was mine. She was suppose to be mine. I was always hers and I wondered over the years if she thought of me too. Laying in bed and wishing the years flow so we can claim each other. I find it hard to believe that we are not meant to be each others some point.

I mean like. She's the one person whom has my back who doesn't know me. One night under the stars. I showed her a piece of me. And ever since then I continue. She accepted that and never made me felt bad about myself. Even though yes, she gets greatly annoyed by my actions. She still willingly kept me at her side. Not once has she thrown the brick at me like others. And even if she say such a remark. She says it in a beautiful light of smirk that even her green eyes glows to me. She plays just the same mind game as I do. Even when her own tongue says we are only friends. She offer a future of ours truly in her life. She said the words. Today even of all days. She wants me more in her life.

I will forever fly over the oceans to kneel before her beauty.

On top of how our lives came to be. We still found each other. We are still in each others lives. After such a fallen time she still found a way into my life. And I will do anything to just stay in hers. Mon Pétard wasn't like any girl, nor any woman I have ever meant. She was perfect in every way. Her spark to never let another take her light was a sight to see. And to see how in little time she saw something in me that not even I saw. She prays the good in me that was lost as a boy. She believes that I am this man she knows of. But secretly I'm only him to her. And slowly others will know if not already.

This witch was beyond amazing even before the world got to know her name. Everything of her is in awe. I come from a french coven. Yet hers does not. Not a slight descendant. But she, herself of glory learned french of all language. Not easy. And she spoke it like a native tongue. Our language. It's a sign, right? It has to be.

Either way. The universe spoke. We can if we chose to. She may say no but choose to work hard and do what the universe intended for us. So she claims to be his. So be it. My feelings won't change. They intensified for her. I will sworn to her only as she was made for me. Despite the fact Goddess chose to share her with another. In my mind I get all those time alone with her too. And one day it will be real and not a fantasy. Goddess has told me. She has.

To her Goddess she had me in all sorts of ways. I was mad for her. As a misfit child at such a young age. She's the one that got me. Even though she says we are kinda friends. I still took it as more. Even recently there was something between us even she couldn't part her lips to make a sound.

Hell, she was beautiful speechless.

In our one biggest lost now, I sit here with my family. Watching her walk down the aisle. Looking better than ever. An exquisite woman to walk this earth. This realm. Walking to another man that helps her up the stands. And with every smile in her eyes she let out to him, ever word she recited. My heart broke ever more.