the Sinner

Hikari

   I couldn't stop myself from staring at him. All seemed well, in this field of flowers. He seemed at peace as he sunk in them. I couldn't seem to how we got here. It was as if this was an alternate universe. Maybe hell. I am stuck in this place with him, it must be hell. We act as if we will forever ignore this sin, this cruel deed that he has done, but we both . what he's done.

What he did... w h a t h e d i d

  We hold this memory tight. ing what he has done. Some fight to overcome and forget this horrid memory, but that is not something we do. We sit back to back in this field of flowers, knowing his sin, and ing his sin. It will haunt me till no end. This I can not deny.

I ... I r e m e m b e r

     I felt this man's warm embrace. As he held me from behind, all my memories flood my mind. The thoughts of my childhood.. and what I had done. My thoughts of him, and what he has done. My friends and my boss, and what they have done. The people I lost. Though the memories of how, I have lost those too. All I know is I am trapped in this field. Trapped with a devil, a demon to be precise who held me close as if he would never let me go.

He re... he r e m e m b e r s

    He acts as if what he's done is mediocre. As if it has not affected other lives. I hope this memory is eating at his mind. I hope the very thought of his family, haunts his mind. I fear that is something I should not say. For I do love him, day by day, but I can not deny the truth. I sometimes wish he would disappear too. Baring his sin in my memory. ing.

We ... we r e m e m b e r

Abby

   Cheerful thoughts, as I what I've done

What I did... w h a t I d i d

  I sink in this field of flowers, embracing the thoughts of what I've done. The happiness that overfills me as I have done my deed, and fulfilled my needs. The need to be free. I knew he was not pleased. I knew how he loved me, and how he didn't. The thoughts eat at my mind. Not of what I've done, but of him not loving me. My love goes beyond, but I know his does not. My love is six feet down, while his is one. Though that is not the only thought that runs through my mind. For I will never forget the sin that is mine.

I ... I r e m e m b e r

   We sit back to back while I hold my glass of wine. "Cheers to those who seek and don't find. " Though my lover's head is no where to be found. I know he does not hear me, for I know he fears me. Love is such an awful thing. It truly is a hurtful scheme. Imagine if your lover love you like I love him, but hates you like he does to me. Though, I don't blame him you see.

He re. H e r e m e m b e r s

  I hold my cup close to me. What I perceive is not always what others perceive. I drink the blood that devours me. Blood? No, this is wine. Sorry, ignore me. I look at the sky with a smile. While a tear rolls down my face. Love that does not meet both ways. I think that is the scariest thing I've ever had to taste. The sins that we carry, the sins we dare to never forget, truly they are tiny at best. I do not care about my sins. They have helped me in the end. Though.. they have also harmed me. For they have harmed him. I wish we could go back, back to were we began.

We ... W e r e m e m b e r

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But...

   Even though we . We might not always forgive.

the sinner

the sin

But..

  We forgive the sinner in the end

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