Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath love's mind of any judgement taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
And therefore is love said to be a child
Because in choice he is so oft beguiled.
-As described by Shakespeare in A Midsummer Night's Dream (1590s)
We all left the house bright and early in the morning. It was far too bright for my tired eyes. The sunlight bursts outside, blinding me and taunting me that my life will always be forever be miserable. At least I wasn’t like Cinderella, who kept on making herself depressed. I didn’t want to push myself. Somehow, a part of me has always believed that everything will be fine. I just needed to enjoy life as it was. After all, that's why it's called life - you need to learn from everything that life throws at you.
“Are we taking the bus?” Eros complained, tilting his head to the side.
“No, we’re going to walk.”
“Walk?” Eros asked, his eyes daring me to say that I was simply joking. I was sure that he didn’t want to join us.
“You wanted to join me. Sorry, but you’re going to have to walk.” I shrugged, all the while tying Manny’s shoe laces for him. He grinned goofily at me and poked my arm.
Mark and Matthew went to my side and asked me to tie their shoelaces. I complied, and I knew deep down that Eros was watching me. I’ve always known that. It felt like I immediately knew what he was doing. His thinking was another thing. It was difficult to cope up with him. He still hated me; that was a fact. At times, he’ll try to act differently for unknown matters.
Madeleine reached for Eros’s hand, grinning. “Hi!”
Eros looked like as if he was trapped. He turned to me, his eyes unwavering, trying to tell me that he couldn’t handle a kid. It seemed to me that the only person he cared about was Psyche.
I motioned at Eros to smile, but he only scowled at me, his pissed off signature-look etched too scarily. His face was terrifying, and his stiff, rigid posture made him all the more scary. He kept looking straight, despite Madeline’s desperate attempts to get his attention. He wasn’t that good at taking care of kids. But I guess he’ll just have to learn something, aside from better aim with his bow and arrow.
I stood up and patted the trio on the head. Madeleine stuck close to Eros, while the trio anchored towards me. They felt Eros’ presence quite disturbing, that much I know.
“Come on, let’s have a side trip.” I smiled at the trio who all gave me a smile. I turned to Eros, “Is it okay for you to be with Madeleine?”
Eros flashed me an annoyed look, “What do you think?”
“I think you guys will have fun!” I urged Madeleine to grab onto his black shirt, and on the inside, I felt my victory. I just needed to make Eros a little bit more friendly. It might take time, but it also gave me a different view of him. I just have to get his mind off of things; I just need him to have fun.
Seeing as he had no choice, he took Madeleine’s hand and together, we all walked down the sidewalk. There were only a few people who were already awake, some of them doing exercises and others were simply watering their vegetation. To be honest, it wasn’t as bright outside as I initially thought. I was still sleepy. I knew I was having a repetitive sleepy thingy, but I was still tired. It wasn’t like I had any choice but to go with them, plus I did promise Manny that I’d buy him a new dinosaur.
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Cupid and Psyche. It's the oldest tale in the world. But what happens when Cupid falls victim to his own arrow for the second time around? And this time, it's with a mortal girl, Cytherea Hastings. Caught in Eros's world, Cytherea finds out she's n...