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December 24, 2024 - July 31, 2025
Lies. We eye each other, both content to drown in our shared delusions.
She’s a phantom in human form. Like trying to clutch the wind in your fist, unable to see it even while feeling it slip between your fingers.
I used to welcome the idea of drowning in those blue eyes of hers. But now, seeing the disdain she stares me down with, I realize that drowning alone wasn’t what I craved, but sinking together.
If she is Shadow, then I am Flame.
This girl is the very thing I can’t seem to escape—can’t seem to go anywhere without the remnants of her following. Where I am, she is. Whether it’s in the flesh or in the fragments of my mind.
I knew you. Knew your past, your present—and your future that we were foolish enough to think I’d be a part of.
We were inevitably imperfect for each other.
“Would you rather I have you spend the rest of the night on this horse?” She sighs, her voice softened with sleep. “If it means I can ride it far away from you, then yes, I would love to.” “You wound me,”
“Sympathy doesn’t look good on you, Azer.” “Everything looks good on me, Gray.”
am recklessness incarnate. Until the very end.
“Your spirit is familiar. You remind me of what could have been. In another life, I think Ava would have grown up to be like you.”
“No,” he murmurs. “I wanted her to be formidable. Recklessly bold. Powerful despite ability.” I stare at him, taking in each word. “I am none of those things,” I whisper. He drops my hand to brush gentle fingers beneath my chin, raising my face up toward his. “You are much more than those things.”
Once again, I find myself walking the sharp end of a blade, knowing it will inevitably cut me in the end. And yet, my fingers find his hair. My body presses against his. My heart beats to be broken.
Her smile is sunshine incarnate, warm and bright
and blinding.
It’s silly, really. No, actually, it’s bullshit.
“I think you hate that you can’t hate me.” My face is inches from his. “Oh, I can hate you just fine.”
“You cannot be nothing when you are everything to someone else.”
Sunlight is streaming through her hair, making her glow like something far too heavenly for me. “I thought you had found your courage,” she says softly. I smile slightly. “Maybe I’m fine with being a fool. So long as it’s for you.”
“Does being an ass come naturally too, or is that something they taught you in the palace?” His lips twitch as he considers my question. “Naturally. But I can’t take all the credit.” He looks me over. “You bring it out of me.”
Because, despite it all, I’ve come to realize that there is little I wouldn’t sacrifice for him.
“Are poets not just fools with fancy words?”
“I think I would fall on my sword if it meant you mourned me,”
kicking my feet at 2 am WHAT
if even a sliver of your soul longs for mine, I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to deserve it.”
This is not how I will remember us. Not as enemies or traitors or monsters, but as two people dancing in the dark, swaying beneath the stars. Her feet atop mine, her head on the heart that beats only for her.
