I feel her hand lift and I stare into the darkness.
I am pretty sure she won't kill me, but I'm ready if she does.
'You sad pathetic little man'.
She feels real disgust.
'Thank you...'.
I really don't know how to reply.
That came out of nowhere.
'Is this what you do'?
'Travel the lands looking for a lost love'?
She caught a peak in my head.
'Ah... you want me to feel bad... like I made you feel bad'.
'You should just say so'.
'I know how to hurt, my lady'.
I grin in the darkness as I allow my grief to bubble up.
'Just let me know when it is too much'.
Salty droplets start to fall over my head, as I steadily turn up the volume of the grief.
'That's inconvenient' I mutter as tears drop on my forehead.
Each breath is longer than the last as I will my body to move.
I wonder if all the things I thought about her are true.
