Waiting I know what I saw. And I know you saw it too. For it was reflected
in my own eyes, I too felt that connection too deep to ignore.
Yet you try to ignore it. I watch you and I see you desperately
struggle against something you should not try to fight. Do you think
it is unnatural? I can assure you it is not. Or, at least I would
if you would let me.
But you keep your distance, never speaking to me unless you have to,
always sitting on the other side of the fire, sharing your watch with
someone else every night. Afraid to get too close.
But I am content to bide my time. Your denial cannot last forever.
Eventually you will admit it, to yourself if not to me. Even that
would be enough for me, although I wish for so much more.
I can wait, no matter how long it takes. For I know that you will
accept it in the end. And then you will wonder why you did not
accept it sooner.
But for now I watch you. Observe your inner struggle.
Waiting.
by
Little Gem
've watched you since that very first night. Since you held the
sword that was broken and admitted with actions if not with words
your admiration for the kings of old. Since you looked at me and
straight away I saw that flash of something almost indistinguishable
in your eyes. Need. Want. Desire...
