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Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Academy Series.

All credits for the characters and the plot goes to Richelle

Mead.

“I should have known better”

I trusted her.

I believed in her.

I have faith in what we had.

But now I know I should have known better.

They say true love conquers all and I guess it really does for I wouldn’t be miserable here

even after giving my all. All the signs were there but I chose to ignore it all for I believed in her

words, in us, and in our love.

I’ve known that they were involved before I came into the picture, but in my defense,

Dimitri already has fallen to a fate without salvation, a fate worse than death. No one has ever

come back after being turned to a strigoi but he did. Strigoi are monsters who cannot control their

thirst and lust for blood and life. They are the undead, the stars in our nightmares.

But their love has beaten the odds and their bond transcended the impossible for Dimitri

was resurrected and came back to the land of the living. She’s now with him and I suddenly no

longer have any place in her life, in her heart.

I’m steadily losing my mind

Have already lost my heart

Miserable and in pain

But still, I should have known better.

Day after day I nurse my broken heart in the only way I know, through my vices. At least

I get to numb the pain and forget about her. I cannot stomach going out in the open just to see how

happy they are. Yes, their love is true but so was mine. But I guess, I’m the only one in that

relationship who really invested a heart while she had none to give.

Maybe this is just how it should be.


I, being a stepping stone for their happily ever after, a means to an end. But damn I do have

feelings too, I bleed and still feel pain. I suppose I should let my feelings for her go but how much

pain can one endure after having his heart handed to him in pieces.

Money and prestige really can’t buy us happiness. No matter how much luxury I surround

myself with I still can’t pull myself out of this funk. Maybe love is not really about who ends up

with who, but who can let go when the time comes. Love really is a sacrifice and I love her so

much that I can put up with the pain just to see her smile and be happy with another man.

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