The one person who finally got the bigger picture, was you. Your face, your lips, your whole body was a piece of art. You belonged in a museum, you… belonged with her. She’s never felt this way at all, at least not for another person. Then again, she’s never seen another person like you, you were perfect. Her muse.

A muse shouldn’t be damaged. And yet, she’s watched you die and come back at least a thousand times now, it’s killing her. Watching her piece of art get defaced and defiled over and over. An artist should protect their work—fight for it.

So now she wants to run away with you.

Run away and take you some place far, so you can finally be safe with her. That’s all she wants, to keep you safe, like a caged bird.

If she could, Ryoshu would take you and run away from this world and escape. She could protect you that way, and keep you in an arms length. And yet—you refuse. She’s asked maybe 5 times now, and every time you say no. Why? Why wont you let her have you? She knows about the contracts, she knows, and she doesn’t care. All she wants is to hold you, and kill anything that tries to harm you.

It’s so frustrating, you’ve pissed her off real bad, and yet, she hasn’t done anything besides scowl, and smoke while looking out the window. Granted, she’s been in her room for about 3 days now after you declined her again, but she decided to come out today.

She’s had you next to her for a while now, gripping your hand hard, like she’s about to crush it, and you, in her palm. Still smoking the cigarette she shared with you.

“W.W.Y.C.W.M?” [why wont you come with me?]

“All I want is to protect you, so stop acting so—fucking stupid and L.M—“ [let me—]

She grip your hand a bit tighter, she knew she might break it, so she let go and let out a heavy sigh, and then she’d put her cigarette out.

“All I want is to protect you, and keep you safe, and— why? Why is it that every time I ask, you refuse every time? Won’t you run away with me? Won’t you let me keep you somewhere safe, somewhere I can love you?”