You can't trust a vampire, trust me
how can a little thing be so annoying?
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth much.
For almost ninety years Iโve walked among my kind, and yoursโฆ all the time thinking I was complete in myself, not realizing what I was seeking. And not finding anything, because you werenโt alive yet.
I do a good job of blocking painful, unnecessary things from my memory.