Lavinia Monologue
He said he loved me and I took him at his word, then one sunny day, under a cloudless sky, he announced that he was to leave, but will write to me while he left me behind. It would have been kinder to kill me than to not return his solemn promises. Now I must be this being filled with a bitterness I cannot control. I have become consumed by a sadness I never knew could take root. All I am is sadness, every other emotion pushed from my being. Where there was the love, the light, the laughter is an aching hollowness. I was honest, truthful and full of more love for him than he could ever understand, now my heart bleeds at the realization that he has given me up. He has left me all alone.
I listened for his ring at the door and spent hours …show more content…
It had been strange how different he was upon my return, but it wasn't until the one who spoke foolishly and cruelly confirmed such suspicions. She led me to believe that it would have worked out and I appeared foolish for thinking that our plans to engage have not changed, when in fact, he has already moved …show more content…
The very person whom I call my aunt, knew of the looming disaster awaiting to occur, yet she has done none to stop it from befalling. She had preached in believing that she sees my side perfectly and “the situation as a whole”, yet I am sure her advisory has done more harm than good. Her meddling has caused him to be tired of my very name and for that I most definitely will not forget her actions and choices. I had become sickened at the thought that my own aunt had been let loose, as it were upon her own happiness.
The bitterness was hard to control in my voice, in that moment I could not have stopped the venom seeping through my words – I desperately wished that she had never spoken of me to him. I became hysteric and finally realised how wicked and cruel she really was. The whole time I had been afraid that she would spoil everything, for she does spoil everything she touches, but I was afraid of the possibility. I knew that in the bottom of my heart I hated to be violent, but I could not help but feel a release and sort of pleasure in cleaving the air. (I don't know about this part – work on
I listened for his ring at the door and spent hours …show more content…
It had been strange how different he was upon my return, but it wasn't until the one who spoke foolishly and cruelly confirmed such suspicions. She led me to believe that it would have worked out and I appeared foolish for thinking that our plans to engage have not changed, when in fact, he has already moved …show more content…
The very person whom I call my aunt, knew of the looming disaster awaiting to occur, yet she has done none to stop it from befalling. She had preached in believing that she sees my side perfectly and “the situation as a whole”, yet I am sure her advisory has done more harm than good. Her meddling has caused him to be tired of my very name and for that I most definitely will not forget her actions and choices. I had become sickened at the thought that my own aunt had been let loose, as it were upon her own happiness.
The bitterness was hard to control in my voice, in that moment I could not have stopped the venom seeping through my words – I desperately wished that she had never spoken of me to him. I became hysteric and finally realised how wicked and cruel she really was. The whole time I had been afraid that she would spoil everything, for she does spoil everything she touches, but I was afraid of the possibility. I knew that in the bottom of my heart I hated to be violent, but I could not help but feel a release and sort of pleasure in cleaving the air. (I don't know about this part – work on