Under the Noctilcalitic Moon
"My Enemy"
My Enemy - Juliana Hatfield
Put your ear next to my beating heart
Still alive
And if you pick me up in your arms
I'll give you one more chance
To try and knock me down again
If you want to stand me up on frozen ground
Go on take aim when I open my mouth
I still love my enemy
I still love my enemy
You appointed me the stoic one
Not allowed to cry these tears
But silence belies the pain
You pushed inside
Impossible to love
Is all that I know how to be
But in my heart
I keep repeating
You didn't mean to hate me
I still love my enemy
I still love my enemy
"The End"
We said goodbye. I don't know how to deal and i'm sorry i could not be who you wanted. I'm sorry i was not worth it. I'm sorry for everything.
"Creatures"
Sick and twisted - I cannot let go of you.
"Burnt"
We cannot touch because our skin would unite, a consumation that would eventually lead of oblivion. I cannot hold you. Your breath runs hot along my thinning soul.
I hate this feeling of solid isolation. Can you not see me trapped in this cage? Has your heart frozed to the point where you no longer see me? A shell. We are only shells, at this moment, because you led us here. You are as much my creature, as i am yours.
Cut my flesh with yours. I die in your arms tonight.
Only my visions keep going now, even if they do drive me mad. The sun. The sun. The sun. You. I reach towards your light, but you're moving away...
I'm covered in blood and i'm alone again.
Liar. Traitor. God.
I love you. Even after all this i will still love you.
Kill me please. Drown out my dreams.
"Running Through My Head"
He doesn't love me.
He doesn't care.
I'm nothing to him.
I'm worthless to him.
I'm unimportant to him.
"I'm Sorry I Can't Be Perfect"
i feel neglected.
we use to talk all the time, even when you were out with your friends.
i guess this is how you should've wanted it before you started imposing all your restrictions on us
i'll try to adjust again i guess.
i just miss you alot thats all - it's not like we've had time to ourselves recently
i guess i was expecting some form of intimacy from you, not some cold shoulder. A gentle assurance was all i wanted.
it's sad how you're the only person i want to be with, but you'll only believe the opposite of that, because you're too afraid to believe me.
i liked it best when you were stressed and lonely, and all you wanted to do was talk to me and i'd always make myself available to you
i liked it best when i had you in my arms
i liked it best when i could run to you and cry when something went wrong
when and then.
i feel like things are changing, because i no longer feel the same. I still love you, neither less nor more - it has always been steadfast and strong, however, every moment you shut me out of your light, it receeds into me.
i no longer feel my body. the butterflies i had have turned to ashes, because of your touch.
this is how it is suppose to be. i knew it. i dreamt of it. now i suffer it.
perhaps you did the right thing when you left me so long ago.
i will never be sorry that i kissed you.
i will never be sorry that i love you.
however, i do feel sorrow. it was never in my nature to regret.
Love makes us all human eventually.
Extracts from Peter S. Beagle's The Last Unicorn:
Schmendrick: And you, you have no regrets, as I do?
Unicorn: I can never regret. I can feel sorrow, but it's not the same thing.
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Lady Amalthea: He is mad! Mad!
Schmendrick: Shhh, don't, don't, don't. It's all right. We'll find them. Come on, come to me. Oh, please, please don't cry. If you've become human enough to cry then no magic in the world can change you back. Just come with me. Shh, don't cry. I promise you we'll find them.
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Unicorn: You are a true wizard now, as you always wished. Does it make you happy?
Schmendrick: Well, men don't always know when they're happy, but I-I think so. And you?
Unicorn: I am a little afraid to go home. I have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. I am no longer like the others; for no unicorn was ever born who could regret. But now I do. I regret.
Schmendrick: I am sorry, I have done you evil and I cannot undo it.
Unicorn: No. Unicorns are in the world again. No sorrow will live in me as long as that joy - save one, and I thank you for that part too. Farewell, good magician. I will try to go home.
"Unimportance"
A twisted spiral. I am falling again. I am of no importance, and that is my role. I play the unimportance. To him. For him.
It's unfair. I know it is, but i have no more will to unslaught this attack with agression. Acceptance before Love. Ingraved in my head is Hope, but it is glazed thinly now.
Instead of screams, i throw up my emotions, watching them fall through my hands, like sands of time.
Again I feel betrayed, but i am of no importance.
There he lays there with blurs i cannot see. I do not want to see. Dig out my eyes. It is not right.
Away my heart. Away my throat.
I hide.
I shouldn't be important, for i am unworthy in his eyes.
