Mystique Eyes
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Última publicación mar, may 30, 2017
The first time I saw her
Her eyes is where I was directly dazed. Those deep blue eyes that held so many deep secret that I want to unravel,those eyes that has full of emotions that are so unfathomable. But those eyes also seemed to be filled with void of nothing But emptiness.
"I beg you,leave. I don't deserve to be loved for I am loveless, I have slaughtered many lives in my entire existence,the stains of blood on my hands will forever be eternity. I am a monster Tristan,you can't love a monster,a murderer" she seethe with sadness upon her voice,my throat dried staring at her.
"I chose to love you,and meaning that is to accept Evey single flaws that you have, I accept for who you are, I accept the monster for I have loved her, I do not care if you are a sinner, we all are. Even if your hands are stained with the bloods of the slaughtered people. I loved you for who you are" I reasoned to her my lips formed in thin line.
"her blue eyes stared deeply unto mine, her eyes showed a true emotion of hurt, sadness and anger. My heart broke into pieces as I stared at her wet eyes knowing I was the reason she cried.
"If you are happy, then share me your smile. If you are sad then share me your tears, I will always be with you"i whispered.
"You'll die"she croaked with coldness upon it. My eyes showed defiance as I stared at her.
"I don't care -.."
"Then you are a fool! You think you can live in my dimension but you cannot, my world is full of heavy deadly sinners, my family and me. Of you think that this ends with a happy ending it will not, my enemies wanted me dead! I am the reason why my family died! And everyday I try not to lose my sanity, because I had no reason to live Tristan, my loved ones are dead, I feel soulless. So I became a devil Tristan, because they took my life,my heart." she shouted.
"I am the reason why my beloved Dimitri died, I'm the reason why everyone died"she whispered with pain ang agony.
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