All of the tainted, sinful, twisted ways some loved did not run through her mind. They didn’t even brush against the outer most part of her thoughts. Anu imagined an innocent bond, for she sensed this boy as such. Could she see that it was a caregiver, a mother figure that he loved so completely? No. It was her nature to imagine two youths at arms length, wishing and hoping to fall into the others embrace. A factor, painful and yet miniscule was all that kept them apart. It was wrong, for the judgment placed upon them would be unjust and ignorant. But then…
A frown came to her maw, and bright cerulean eyes were dashed with confusion. She did not know what he meant. And if he thought to force the nameless woman to see the love though his own eyes, the boy was far more confused then Anu. Instead of assuming the worst of the Dahlian, the Dreamer simply questioned.
“Why do you think that?” His statement could have been a simple insecurity. She had thought it at times, figuring that they just didn’t love her like she loved them. No, they couldn’t feel for her the undying passion that cursed through her veins at the mere thought of them. She was not worth so much.
Her smile returned, a shadow of it former self but enough to hopefully bring the male from his despair.
“Yes,” Anu added. A kiss on the cheek could be a simple as hello, goodbye.
“Or the lips.” He wanted to show her, to break the spell that she was under and reveal the blessing that their love could be. Sometime a kiss could do so.