BetrayalB is for beautiful
We met many months ago in a bus stop. A bus stop, how cliché! I remember how I looked at you. And how you looked back, your eyes warming me, an easy smile breaking on your face. Glorious! You sat right behind me in the bus and I felt that I would dissolve into a thousand pieces if you touched me. And those pieces would slide through the bus floor and maybe, just maybe, you would pick them up and take them home with you. Hey, beautiful. you whispered instead. Hey, beautiful. you have said so many times since.
E is for eternity
You became my best friend. I did not have many friends; I have always been a loner, terrified of the world outside. A world inside a world, my world inside the world. Oh, how I loved you! Did you even realize how much I loved you? You did, I know you did. I thought eternity was ours, I thought we would wrap it around us like a cloak and we would be safe and warm under it. Together.
The LightbearerNight had recently crept into the sky when I left home to go to the theatre. I enjoyed feeling the chilly air on my face as I walked briskly along the street. The prospect of going out alone at night had never really excited me. And yet, the minute I stepped out into the street, a comforting feeling of independence completely overpowered me. I was very far from knowing what was in store...
I saw him a few minutes after I'd left home. I was smiling to myself and enjoying the sound of my heels clicking in the silence of the night when suddenly... there he was! He was a tall man, with long straight black hair like a curtain of velvet down his back. Maybe I wouldn't have noticed him in different circumstances but in this deserted street it was impossible to ignore him. He smiled at me, a slow and lazy smile as if he were secretly mocking me, as if he knew something that I didn't know. The feeling of independence I had felt before abandoned me and I was left alone in the dark street, starin