I'm not exactly sure. I mean, I can't remember when it happened. I did something very bad to him and his brother— and then we were trapped together in a place called Purgatory. I ran from him. But he kept praying to me, chasing me, night after night, and I I wanted to go to him but I couldn't because I'd be putting him in danger. And then he found me anyway, and I stayed with him, because I'm weak.
And then he got out and I stayed behind. It was what I deserved.
But I missed him. And I wanted to see him again.
[ if he were speaking, he'd be taking a great breath of air now to fill his lungs— as it is, he stares numbly at the words he sent, small on the screen, yet looming so large in his mind. it's terrible to think of what he threw away. of how precious what he was given, and how little he appreciated it. for an angel to know the love of a human, and then throw it away like it was nothing—
he hates himself for that more than most things. ]
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I wanted to go to him but I couldn't because I'd be putting him in danger. And then he found me anyway, and I stayed with him, because I'm weak.
And then he got out and I stayed behind. It was what I deserved.
But I missed him. And I wanted to see him again.
[ if he were speaking, he'd be taking a great breath of air now to fill his lungs— as it is, he stares numbly at the words he sent, small on the screen, yet looming so large in his mind. it's terrible to think of what he threw away. of how precious what he was given, and how little he appreciated it. for an angel to know the love of a human, and then throw it away like it was nothing—
he hates himself for that more than most things. ]
You're not human?