Believe me.
I wanted to stay loving her.
Holding her.
Whisper those sweet, sweet nothings.
Cherish her like the delicate little thing she is.
I really did.
She was my other half, after all.
But, I couldn't.
She wouldn't last in this world.
In my...world.
I...don't have the power to protect her.
Protect her from me.
I'm the bad guy.
Although I wasn't always it.
But my ways couldn't be changed.
It was fate's decision.
So I have to hurt her heart and mind.
Hurt my love in the deepest way.
Hurt her to let her go.
Let go of me.
To go away somewhere.
Far far away from my reach.
All so that I may never reach her.
To protect her.
So I had to betray her.
Hurt all those she cares for.
I had to kill them.
Or at least act like I did.
But she doesn't know that.
But I will always protect her.
For she means more to me than life itself.
And if she comes to hate me I shall accept.
If it was anyone else's hate it would hurt far more.
But because it was her it was bearable.
Even though those beautiful eyes of hers.
Those mesmerizing azure eyes with specks of gold.
Eyes I've come to love in that short spilt second.
Change from love and adoration.
To looking at me with that disgust and hatred I fear.
I will not blame her.
I will never blame her.
Even though I know that this is all real.
That this is not fake.
That she will hate me.
I will not blame her.
Even if one day she comes at me.
The day I know will come.
Come to kill me for my head.
And she will be shaking with fury and rage for what I've done.
I will not blame her.
So when that day comes.
And it's the final dance that we would have.
And I am dubbed as the victor.
With her nearing her death.
One foot away from life and at deaths door.
Will she whisper her final words to me.
Those dreadful words of hate at me.
All before my heart seems to stop.
Will I curse and cry out at the wind.
To find that she did indeed hate me.
Hate me for being me.
For being the monster that I am.
To kill and hurt her loved ones.
But for especially hurting her.
But, believe me.
You must believe me.
No, I need you to believe me.
I wanted to stay loving her.
I really really did.
- shotsofvodkaandscars
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