Over the next few years I came to see her everyday. I learned shy when being
around her, I felt jealousy when she was with other men. Why did I feel so shy
when with her and yet so jealous when she is not with me but with other men?
Could this be a sign of love, could I actually hold feelings for this human girl? Even
if I did, I knew she did not share feelings, for what human would love a demon?
More years went by and I still could not feel sadness. The one feeling I wanted to
feel the most to somewhat under stand how this girl felt many years ago. I saw that
the girl changed over the years, she has grown taller and older. She had changed
more into a woman. she could daze me with one glance. what power does she have
over me? Was this even a part of love?
One day I walked into the village and saw something that made me feel something
different. I felt fear.....
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