A Moth To A Flame
A gentle faerie as delicate as you were. Your smile radiated warmth for miles away, and I, a sadist to you, felt warmth for the first moment in my undying existence. I acted as if I were a friend, a colleague, and yet became a stranger bestowed upon you in the confined spaces of your heart. Instead of watering you, I acted as if I gave you a home, albeit a cage. I thought you happy but were happy as a docile canary that rarely sung her song. I saw your light dimming, your mind and heart stretched outward towards freedom, and so I clipped your wings. I was a cruel and unusual creature who hadn’t given a second consideration for the matter; I was selfish and young. I knew it was horror, chaos even, but the feeling of your warmth… I was held drawn like a moth to your light. What I’ve done is beyond unforgivable. I’ve corrupted your mind, body, and soul. I, at the time, had not deserved you, and in the moments of understanding myself, true love. I’ve made the ultimate sacrifice to let you go, cast you out, away with you so that you may flourish beyond my limits. Find happiness where you truly belong. I was born in agony, and for me, that is where I’ll reside. Darling, you have only the world at your fingertips. Although I’ve stripped you of your wings, you’ve managed to fly. Though I’ve kept you in a cage, your mind ran wild and free. Though I wanted to rid of any sense of you wanting to love me, you loved me more than I had ever imagined I could ever be loved.
#Love&Love
© Trystin M.D Rehfeld
#Love&Love
© Trystin M.D Rehfeld