The Vampire

The distance that I see every time I look in his eyes was intriguing. He was always happy yet I sense some sadness that perhaps, he never wanted to share with anyone else. He always looked droopy... y'know, those puppy eyes that melt you every time they do stare at you. Just so enough before you realize that you are being drawn into his world of the unknown.

Lestat.

He was always lurking in the haunted recesses of my dreams -- like a vampire waiting to be invited so as to come in. Yeah, perhaps that's what he is -- a vampire -- dangerous yet hypnotizing.

I put up my guard whenever he's around -- for he scares me. He swiftly comes and goes -- never revealing his true intentions... just some little nothings that puts you in a tireless oblivion. In a chase towards forever. In a never-ending tale with no happy nor sad endings. Towards the chasm.