Wormholes gave me the key to get to know what you did not tell me, Viento. Just before birdies flew by telling stories too -a little too late - with their twisted little tongues. Little crappy bastards.
I was waiting for you while sharing a beer with that penguin-like crafter we've just met when my flesh got the goose bumps and my eyes started to pour. Then I was sort of paralized. That is when I got the sight.
The ugly crafter asked what it was that got me; but what could I say? It was ridiculous, anyway. I am no clairvoyant, Viento; but something in you let me know. The image of you back into her life pierced my mind eye, my body and my damned soul. Once again I am playing one of the two coins in the two of pentacles. Or I wish I were. The truth is I play no part, you play with me when you feel lonely, when she comes back, I am done with. A worthless toy. Some sort of slave.
Sweet winter is coming for you, mate. No matter how sweet, winter is always very cold. I would have given you the ripest autum. But well, no harsh feelings and no harm done.*
We might play the oblivion game as before. Or we could just break the pattern and keep on going, mate; the harder the better. I like the last one myself.
Mel
*Ah. That's a bloody lie, cause when you came in a few minutes after the sight got me, looking guilty and trying to hide it behind your hair, paying worried looks from time to time, and then smiling at me before looking away, it really hurt, it hurt like hell. Why did you even come? Why didnt you stay with her? I knew you would not comeback to me, this was the last time. You had been two months withouth her before you came straight for me, it took you two visits to have me; and when you did....it's like she sensed it, came to fetch you and you run to your kennel. None of that hurts me anymore; pathetic as it is, only thing I would have asked is to be used as I was, but not wasting any time as you did. I would have been happier if things would have been more straight, I would have felt I at least was worthy of a nice deal, evethough it was just filling in the spaces between you and Hiel. How does it feel using someone you know that loves you? Couldnt we just be normal lovers in between your lack of her? Did it have to be a cruel game? I agreed to be used, not to be hurt. Its different, lad. Years gone by, all my predictions fulfilled, have you changed? Maybe you were so young you did not even know how to take care of a plant or a dog, much less me, even as just a meaningles lover...one that you come back for, over the years.
I was waiting for you while sharing a beer with that penguin-like crafter we've just met when my flesh got the goose bumps and my eyes started to pour. Then I was sort of paralized. That is when I got the sight.
The ugly crafter asked what it was that got me; but what could I say? It was ridiculous, anyway. I am no clairvoyant, Viento; but something in you let me know. The image of you back into her life pierced my mind eye, my body and my damned soul. Once again I am playing one of the two coins in the two of pentacles. Or I wish I were. The truth is I play no part, you play with me when you feel lonely, when she comes back, I am done with. A worthless toy. Some sort of slave.
Sweet winter is coming for you, mate. No matter how sweet, winter is always very cold. I would have given you the ripest autum. But well, no harsh feelings and no harm done.*
We might play the oblivion game as before. Or we could just break the pattern and keep on going, mate; the harder the better. I like the last one myself.
Mel
*Ah. That's a bloody lie, cause when you came in a few minutes after the sight got me, looking guilty and trying to hide it behind your hair, paying worried looks from time to time, and then smiling at me before looking away, it really hurt, it hurt like hell. Why did you even come? Why didnt you stay with her? I knew you would not comeback to me, this was the last time. You had been two months withouth her before you came straight for me, it took you two visits to have me; and when you did....it's like she sensed it, came to fetch you and you run to your kennel. None of that hurts me anymore; pathetic as it is, only thing I would have asked is to be used as I was, but not wasting any time as you did. I would have been happier if things would have been more straight, I would have felt I at least was worthy of a nice deal, evethough it was just filling in the spaces between you and Hiel. How does it feel using someone you know that loves you? Couldnt we just be normal lovers in between your lack of her? Did it have to be a cruel game? I agreed to be used, not to be hurt. Its different, lad. Years gone by, all my predictions fulfilled, have you changed? Maybe you were so young you did not even know how to take care of a plant or a dog, much less me, even as just a meaningles lover...one that you come back for, over the years.
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