La Douleur Exquise

A Drabble by Kimberly Lilly

Rating: G

Pairing: Sa/A implied

She stood by the window, drinking in the starlit sky, thinking. How could she do this to herself? How could she be in love with a man who could not return her love? How could she put herself through this? Loving him unconditionally, knowing that it will never be returned. Wanting to feel his touch, his caresses, his love. It would never be. It could never be. And yet, these feelings were not new to her. She had become used to these feelings. And she reveled in them. Awaited them. Longed for them. La douleur exquise…the exquisite pain.