I'm so sorry
I'm an idiot
I flub lu
S,
I'm so sorry... for everything. I was worried, about you, about myself. When Emilios came after me, it struck a chord. We can't be right for each other so long as I'm low-born and your status flip flops around like it does... And yet.
I don't want that to matter anymore. I've nurtured feelings for you since well before I came back home. I thought of you, over and over again, while studying abroad. I hoped to bring my parents and myself some honour by doing what I've done, to fill this void that's been there since it was seen that I'd be useless in the smithy.
But, it doesn't matter anymore. I hate looking in mirrored panes and seeing an unfamiliar face. I feel like I've aged five years and yet gained no solace in maturity. Without you, I feel so lost. So alone...
I love you.
Nothing will ever change that.
Someday, I hope to prove it to you.
-- A
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