Pieces of Me I Left in her Possession
February 19th 2025, written by Eirin
In the past couple of days, more and more, I kept thinking about someone I knew and cared for before I ended up here.
I started talking to a certain someone two days ago, which sparked many feelings I've been trying to keep at bay, but can't anymore.
She's so much like her. My Princess, Kaguya Houraisan.
Most embarrassingly, my feelings were transparent for everyone but me, too. I can't even have the privacy of sorting this out within myself, and worst of all, it's all my fault. I shouldn't allow my grief to color my relationships. And yet, I'm still clawing at her image desperately like a starved mutt.
I do miss her. Dearly and sorely.
She must have been the first and only person I was able to love, and how could I not?
She was witty, cunning and smart; often catching me off guard with how much she was all of that. Other times she did so with what she wasn't aware of. Clever, but being a Princess, she was clearly sheltered.
That isn't to say she remained ignorant. Even if it seemed like she didn't pay attention, later it would always turn out she clearly did. It's like she retained information only pertaining to her interests, and the rest of it would be stored away in a hidden crevice of her mind until she needed it.
Oftentimes, she would use all she learn to do what she wasn't allowed. Her authority, and honeyed words were an unstoppable force to anyone, except for me.
One would think she would try and avoid me, but if anything, it felt like she was seeking me out when she was up to no good. Like getting past me was a challenge, and she did love a good challenge.
I often thought to myself, and one time even told her, "perhaps you shouldn't have been born a Princess." She silently agreed, with a soft blink of her eyes, the color of wine.
Now that I left for good, I only wish I let her break the rules.