Impossible

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It's been months since I was forgiven. But it's also been months since I last spoke to Elsa.
Nonetheless, when I see her walking around, I feel drawn to her like mosquitos are drawn to light.
She's like that for me. A beautiful being that, no matter how hard I try, I will never have. It would be deadly to even dare confess how I feel about her, for I should not be feeling this.
I scoff to myself, I shouldn't entertain myself with such thoughts but then I think "What bad can it do?" and that alone serves for me to keep dreaming. And sometimes, dreams are all I need to carry on.
I tried to make my heart hear reason, but it won't. With my mind, I've come to terms with the fact that Elsa will never be mine, but my heart is not as realist. So, while I keep away and work for my freedom, I only wish of holding her, kissing her and telling her.
To just tell her "I love you" is all that I wish to do, as I look at her from afar. But it's ridiculous, I keep telling myself, and even more so because I'm the prisoner and she is the Queen, I'm the outcast and she's the beloved, she is someone...and I'm nobody.
This thing I feel is hopeless, it is impossible, and so am I.

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