No matter how hard I try to escape him, he follows me everywhere... He keeps beckoning to me to come, calling me back, saying no one else understands him like I do.... which is true. No one tried to... because no one cared... it was always he and I. Me and him... memories of him came flooding back.. choking my heart with overflowing emotions... ones I felt a long time ago , during a time he didnt come to exist in my life, a time where I was a different being on this earth.. but now I feel them no more. I ran. Helplessly I stopped.. He screamed for me to come back.. He screamed in agony, in pain. Dont go, he said. Dont leave me my darling... we were made for each other.... I couldnt move.. hearing that reminded me of why I went to him in the first place..
I was little, about the size of a tod. I didnt know any better nor could I think so.. love and nourishment was what I needed to keep me alive. It was what my instinct hungered for, but of course I didn't receive it, why? A reason I still have yet to know, but never had the courage to find out. As I said I didn't know any better.. so I demanded it, I screamed for it until I grew weak and tired..
I didnt receive anything.. not even a frigid stare.. it was then I knew that I didnt belong.. I was a mistake.. one that had no choice but to bear, a poisoned fate that was selfishly given to me.. when my little back was pressed hard against a ten feet wall, with nowhere to go, nothing to do.. he rescued me from my thoughts and predicted actions.. he gave me what i needed to survive and more. He raised me as his friend and lover.. he cherished my presence and company, never turning me away.. he listened to my sorrows and dranked with me my tears.. he has always been there so why to try and escape your one true love..?
It was then that i fell to my knees crying.. begging him for forgiveness, beating myself up for being so cruel to him... the only one that stood by my side all these years.. I crawled back to him, into his open arms, feeling my tears outline his cold fingers against my skin.. I wanted him, I needed him, because to me there was no greater comfort than his embrace ,his warmth.
Though cold ,it was a blessing in disguise ,my one and only friend, my greatest enemy. I was his lover ,he was my darling and together we were swept away by motionless currents as time stood still once more in my heart.
He went by the name Salvation
but was treated as Darkness..
And that.. He was.
