Angel

Pain

Once again, after the painful meeting, the couple separated. But only one was sorrowful, the woman became fearful of angel, her love gradually turned into disgust and indifference. For she thought, how can one do a gruesome thing to himself? Only a desperate being.

Drowning in her thoughts, her eyes that was filled with knowledge and mystery was replaced with hate whose origin no one knows.

While she is in her head, with thoughts attacking the poor creature, she forgot their love. And they said love was never wrong, indeed it is.

But love is never, and will never be perfect. For the same thing that bonded them together separated them.

The woman forgot that he had done a excruciating act to be with her, in all desperateness he endured pain. But the reason for that act, the woman he loved did not even appreciate it.

That same woman, who now disgusts him and is disgusted of him, became too selfish and only loved herself. It seems that the time they were apart has turned her into a selfish being.

The angel, the man walked his way into a cave. In the cave was a glass container, and inside it was his wings. But instead of blinding white wings, the wings has loss their shine and became dull, devoid of holiness from the blood that stained every feather.

In pain, the man teared his clothes and cried. He shouted all his troubles and asked for help, to anyone that might help him. He shouted all his sorrow, all the unfairness, to anyone that might hear him.

But no one did.

No one heard him.

No one helped him.

He was there, all alone in the cold cave, his upper body naked shivering while tears streamed down his face.

If anyone would see him, him being an angel would be the last thing they would think. His youthful face morphed into one filled with suffering no one can imagine.

And as the woman, laid herself to bed, fully forgetting the man, the man scrunched his form into a ball, in attempt to feel any warmth that might be remedy to his desperate heart.