to tell her...
what?
that she is everything?
that she is only thing that matters?
that i would die to keep her safe?
that i would bring the whole world to its knees?
but words will not come
never come
only growls
only sounds of beast i am
i try to speak
i should be able to
being with her has cleared my mind
has made it easier to think
to form whole thoughts
but no words come out
just more growls
she does not seem to mind
understands anyway
somehow
always understands
runs fingers through damp hair again
checking work
touch lingers on temple
brush against a big scar there
"Does it hurt?" she asks softly
shake head
lies are bitter
but truth would make her sad
do not want her sad