Heart of the Assassin.

Pain comes too late.

I wake up in the dead of night. I wonder why and stretch out my hand to you, but... you're not there.

I turn and swallow hard as I remember that you are not here anymore.
I stood to find you on the porch. Your smile is kind and polite, yet it brought me a heavy pain.

The moon just illuminated your skin. I go stand next to you and whisper, "Why have you come here?" You don't answer and I cry out for the world to hear.

I yell until my voice hurts and my throat burns. The tears just flowing more with each outburst of rage and pain

"WHY?!"

The tears flows down my cheeks and onto the floor, like an overflowing river in a rainstorm. You wiped them away but left my body unconscious on the ice cold floor.

I held you close to me, embracing you, to never let you go again. My body might cease to exist after a while but... we're together once again. The pure moon began to sink and we started to fade as the light started to disappear from the world. We faded while staring at the brightening of the different colors.

We were still in an embrace when the colors pierced through our vivid bodies. The violet, the soft pink and spicy orange, it all just came to life. At least... that's how my physical body saw it, though.

If you don't understand the story I will gladly explain what I had in mind when writing this. I know that my writing style might not exactly make a lot of sense, but that's how I write them, so yeah.

Please don't be mad at me if the story is upsetting to any of you. I really didn't mean to, so please don't hate me for it.