“I don’t think I’m ever going to find someone who’ll love me.”
“What? Why're you looking at me like that?”
“You aren’t serious, right?”
“I am glad my pain makes you so incredulous.”
“All right, let me try this again. If you can't find someone who loves you, who am I to you?”
“Don’t answer that. That was rhetorical. I am the girl who spends hours huddled in a corner of a library, trying to find what you love the most about Marlowe, just so I can write you a poem worthy of Shakespeare. I’ve made books my lovers, hours my enemies and you the only story.”
“You do that for-”
“I am the girl who will split her fingers in two and let the ink fall on pages and pages, just so I can paint you a review. All this just so it may make more sense to you, than that art teacher who disregards your Rubenesque, Rembrandt inspired paintings everyday. And I don’t even like classical art.”
“I am the girl that has watched you break her, over and over and over again, but I am still here. My wrists are thinner, my spine arched in burden of the unspoken and the fact that I am terrified to touch an instrument anymore, simply because you hate the idea of a song that is about heartbreak. And heartbreak is all I can write about.”
“Why are you telling me this now?”
“Because I am done being in love with you.”
“I am in love with someone else. Someone who needs it more than you.”
Amazing. I am breathtaken. I love how this is written, and I love the ending. Especially because most girls think that we are meant to give away our souls and lives and hearts to men, and we don't leave enough for ourselves. And this was absolutely amazing. ^_^ Even your anger is beautiful.
That's a moving piece of writing, Untamed. I felt for her (she seemed like a woman to me). On reflection, I suppose it goes two ways: if both people respect themselves, then they could flourish as a couple. I love it.
But, what just came to my mind - can it be seen as polyamorous if you love yourself and the other person in the same way? I mean, it's possible, isn't it? I love him, and I'd do a lot of things for him... but still I also love myself and there are a lot of things I'd only do for me...