𝐬𝐢𝐧

002.

TWO.

▮ACT II: ELYSIAN

∎ I LAID THINKING. My insides churning and eyes looking at the dark night sky above me. How funny is it that the goblin within the rumors that have said to be cruel and ruthless, looked like a five year old with nothing but a innocent smile and squishy cheeks. It was written in the stars that the goblin will hurt every creature that he meets, that no one will fall in love with the goblin. And the the goblin will love no one. But maybe there could be fault with what is written in the stars too.

My heart ached(for the first time ever) for how I could not hold, let even touch the one I loved. It was cursed. Tragic, to say at least. The deity was cruel for doing things like this. But nothing will stop us two, not even the deity. If it was written in the stars, we will make them to rewrite it. If it destroyed the universe to get back with the one I loved, I don't care for the least. As long as my love is with me, I would go through hell and back just for him.

I turned around to see the love of my life,the goblin standing there,an inviting gaze fixed upon me. I jumped in a blink of an eye, running over to him,putting my hands out wanting to hug his life out of him(I know I can't, nothing can),but took a reminder to myself that I'll turn into ashes and can't look at those sun-kissed goodness again and brought back my hand to myself. Stars and moon illuminated on his skin, not even looking like he passed his thirties. At this point it was getting harder to resist keeping my hands to myself. A little hurt will be worth it, I thought. I took my hands up(which was shaking,again),wanting to caress his face. He moved back,"Don't. I will rather kill than having you hurt. " Is what he said. His voice, honey dripped,laced with expensive satin.

Oh,oh.

His voice is going to be the death of me one day. My insides coiled and uncoiled as how words dripped off his mouth with sweetness and that manly tone; euphonious. Yeah,I could die for just this. I looked at his eyes that held galaxies , inching in a for a taste of that peachy plum lips. Burnt lips is nothing to worry about. He walked back again,"I want it too, but it costs too much."

We sat side by side, his coat and my shirt brushing
past ever so slightly. We stargazed, my hand itching to held his. His words repeating in my head like a broken cassette tape. We watched as stars shone, moon enlighting the city beneath it. He cleared his throat which made me to snap my head towards him. "Should I sing for you to make up for all the touching you couldn't do?" he suggests. "Yeah, go ahead." I said, anticipation filling my entire being. Deep,low tone of words rolled if his tounge making my shoulders sink down with relaxation. I laid back down on the rusty old roof, looking at the infinite galaxy displayed in front of me, his singing seeping into my ears and my soul as well. The moment was just peaceful and perfect; elysian.

Well who cares if the sky crumbles down, as I have the most important galaxy sitting right beside me.