I never thought he'd be a man of my ideas or taste.
It's odd.
His sheepish smile and naivety make me tremble again.
It's back.
The feelings that were hid behind glass doors are returning.
I'm wrong.
There's no way that I could fall for this trap all over again.
I'm lost.
But if the feeling are true, can I not celebrate them?
I'm right.
I did it, I gave my life for him to save the world now...
He'd gone.
After I had died, Hades had a mad man on his hands.
He'd save.
The world and me, by his heart of gold and heroism.
He'd loved.
I did know that it was there all along, underneath me.
He'd loved.
He loves me.
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