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LESSONS
by kira-nerys
I watched him go. His stark beauty still tugging at my heart. He taught me how to feel and I learned my lesson well.
I am still your friend, he said. But, somewhere along the way, the love died. He asked my forgiveness and I granted it, though it pained me. I could never refuse him anything...
Never did we form the bond that my people do. He was frightened of its solidity. Now it is too late.
Too late...
I force myself to leave. I can not face the emptiness. I went to Gol because I had to, needed to purge the emotions.
The human inside me wanted, needed to get out. I let it surface, to please him. I couldn't deny him the love that was already there.
Farewell my friend. Love has died, you said. But it is not true.
I wish you well and I hope you can move on; you, who are my other half. Find happiness with someone else. It is evident I could not give it to you.
The Kohlinar will release me and help me bury the love that I still feel for you.
I learned my lesson well.
~ kira-nerys '99