I WISH IT WASN'T YOU
Hm I wish this was chapter 25, would have suited this a lot more.
Just a few minutes before midnight
Merry Christmas you guys.
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The sun shined when I smiled
I thought it was you
But then it couldn't be even if you were there.
Because you weren't the sun
You were the fire
And the storm
You weren't the light
I was
Till I wasn't.
And I looked for you in the sky even thought you weren't there.
Your wings were burned to the ground. They were ruptured and tortured till there was nothing left but ashes and bones.
I tried to save the beautiful feathers but they turned into dust the moment I touched them.
And I was glad
For them to protect you and themselves till the very end.
They were magnificent
They were black as the night and dark as the shadows of the hell.
And they were huge, spanning the whole sky as though it was too small for you
But maybe it was.
Maybe it was too small of a place for you.
And I don't know whether you deserved this world or not
But something is amiss
And I know what it is.
But I don't want to say it out loud
Because the moment it slips past my lips it'll become real
It'll become painful
Right now it's numb, and I'm okay with that
Because I know the pain is never going to end when it starts
It will hurt
And hurt
And hurt
Till nothing remains of me too, apart from the ashes where my heart used to be and the bones from the places they ripped out my wings from, the same way they ripped you from me too
And I won't be able to cry
Because they took that from me too
The sky will bleed
And so will I
The ground shakes as my world crumbles to the ground
And the pieces shatter one by one so I feel every stab as they go
I wish to see those same magnificent wings as black and obsidian as the night sky
I wish I could make this world cry
My heart bled when you died
The sky cried
Heaven and hell were one in the same this time
I saw my wings crumble into the dust
I saw yours in the sky and it felt like a goodbye
I wished it wasn't you.
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A little short but there might be more to come. Who knows?
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