She is up there now
A picture of radiance and glory
Darkened by my emotions
Lightened by my memories
Legend rather than a being
Even now, years later, she
Messes with
My head
I know what I must do
I break the pedestal I placed her upon
Watch it tumble, crumble
No vengeful feelings are felt
Only indifference
A vague brush of wistfulness
Not for what I once did
But for what I once was
I send the ruins of her throne away
For the first time
Stare at her eye to eye
She’s not a goddess
Not a demon
For once, the girl with the red hair is
a person.
There is no speech though I scream with my eyes
Her gaze says nothing
She doesn’t realize
Nod my head and turn around
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