I stand in the shadows and watch her as she sleeps.

Quite ironic in a way, since my life is full of shadows. Nothing is black and white, it is all shadows and sutle shading. I am a demon, yet I am not, thanks to my soul. My curse or is it a blessing, I never have been able to make up my mind on that one. I was damned to remember and suffer for all my crimes, yet I can feel and love again. Ah yes I can love, another of my shadows. I can love, yet I can not feel the joy of loving.

I start to lose myself in my thoughts, of the twisted thing that is my existance when suddenly she stirs. Does she sense me? My thoughts, my feelings? Can she tell I am near? Does she dream? And if she does, does she dream of me?

I know that I dream, I learned that when she invaded my thoughts and dreams. Were those dreams what I wanted with her? Were they things she brought to the surface? Or was it just her imposing her will upon mine? Was that what I craved? That closeness of another body? To be able to feel, touch and taste again the pleasure of the flesh? Was that what I longed for? Did I need her in a way I never dreamed of before? In that way that she showed me in my dreams?

Thoughts fill my mind, wishes and dreams that will never come true. Or won't they? Do I risk it? Just to *feel* again?

I know I don't love her, yet while she was human she touched a part of my soul. I wanted to keep her alive, yet I failed. I know what I need to do, what I should do, but I don't know if I can.

I stand in the shadows and watch her as she sleeps.

*~* The End? *~*