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"I was a fool for what I thought was 사랑 and I tried my best to keep up what we had."
I had been a fool for thinking that there was 더 많이 to our relationship. I had been deceived 의해 someone before, so why would he be any different? Even though I knew this would happen, I still held unto the hope that maybe--just maybe--we wouldn't be pushed aside this time. I was wrong. My sisters kept trying to tell me that he was a 로스트 cause. That no matter how much work we put into benefiting his cause, we would never get anything in return; that we'd just get out ass' handed to us. They were right.
"We had a vision, no, I had a vision and now I've to see that the vision is dead."
I have always had one purpose. One sole idea that has propelled me through all the hardships and all the crap I've had to deal with within my life. And that idea, of course, has been to rule the Magic Dimension; killing anyone who might get in my way. I've always had this dream ever since I was a little girl. I was tired of getting pushed around; always getting told that I would never amount to anything. But I would show them, I'd say. I would prove to them that I wasn't some sniveling little cry-baby. I would prove to them that I was a force to be reckoned with, and when they said my name, fear would chill their 본즈 and stop their hearts.
I had almost acquired that perfect dream, but it was snatched away 의해 some meddling little brat. But I got a 초 chance to my dream, yet this too, was pushed aside; foiled once again 의해 negligence and a red-headed demon. "Third times the charm" they always said, and I hoped that this time around I would get the outcome I and my sisters had worked so hard for. Yet, dreams are just that: dreams, and my hopes had been smashed once again 의해 some incompetent man who had gotten too full of himself.
We both had similar visions: to rule the magical universe, but the way we got into power was very different, and we each had our own perspectives. One has to be patient with these kind of things, and I learned that. He, however, just wanted everything in the palm of his hands immediately. It's a foolish thing to do, I said, but he would have none of it. He had his own vision, and my dream was pushed aside once more.
"I was romantic, so silly and blind..."
That's what my sisters told me, anyways. They told me not to get too mixed up in his business, and allow this thing to run its course. But of course, I wouldn't listen. I never let what my sisters say dictate what I do. I was my own person, and the one they turned to for 조언 and counseling. But this would, as usual, turn around and bite me in the butt. He never needed me, and I was blinded from the truth 의해 his poisoned tongue and sweet words. The promise of power, and to be the one to rule 의해 his side...
One of us is winterhearted, one of us is cold as ice. One of us is breaking hearts and it's not me, not me."
I know this sounds strange coming from someone like me, but I wasn't the one with the ice-cold 심장 here. (Funny, since my 심장 is basically ice) I wasn't the one who raised people's hopes; I wasn't the one rekindling old dreams; I wasn't the one to let everyone down; and I certainly wasn't the one who let everything blow up in their face. Man, I should have just left him in Omega...
