Eternal.

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It has always been so.

A strange sensation that fills you when you're alone.

Anxiety.

Fear.

You feel observed.

Think that feeling is only a fantasy made by your own mind...

but you're totally wrong.

He hides in dark alleys.

He follows you,

he spies on you,

he's always with you.

His cold iced eyes observes everything.

Sense a presence behind you,

turn!

But you don't see anyone.

He's already shifted, 

earlier than your decision to move.

Observes you,

over and over again.

You are his obsession,

his madness is devastating,

all his attentions are on you,

till you'll become his property forever.

Hear a voice,

"Ehy".

You freeze immediately,

his breath on your sensible neck,

tension all around your body.

A single hand with sharp nails is on your cheek.

Chills.

Shivers everywhere.

A finger under your chin,

swallow,

you're paralyzed with fear.

His other hand is on your back,

pushes you gently,

his nails tickle your skin covered with your shirt.

Itching on a shoulder,

see his black raven hair with one eye.

Moves slightly your chin,

Moves your head toward his eyes.

A couple of pale blue pools tending to white.

A smile on his face.

A psychopath smile.

A satisfied smile.

Darkness.

Arm around your back,

The other under your legs,

Lifts you.

His claws on your body,

His frozen hands,

His cool smell.

Constant dark.

A crazy giggle,

His laugh,

Laughs as he was a child that received the agonized candy.

Unwrap it.

It's rose-tinted as your lips,

A sweet perfume in the air.

Destabilize you,

You don't understand,

the dark that stop you from opening your eyes.

A finger in the corner of your lips,

Slides down,

Reaches your chin,

It stops there.

Pulls your hair away,

Moves his claws into them, fascinated.

He's incredulous,

You are there.

"You're mine."

You're no more afraid,

You had always known you belong to him,

From the very beginning.

Forever.

You and him.

Fire and ice.

Calm and crazy.

Two hearts,

Two soulsunified evermore.















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This is the preview of my other story, a small poem that inspired me to write it.

Enjoy it!



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