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I think we’re kindred spirits. I think we hide behind ourselves the same way. Pain becomes numbness, and we have a tendency to become content with feeling nothing, rather than allow ourselves to feel anything unpleasant.
sometimes I fear that my love is dangerous. A death sentence. So, I don’t often say the words.
“Does it cause you pain? Seeing my name every time you look at your skin?”
“Does it cause you pain? When you bite your tongue and swallow the urge to call out my name each time you’re fucking someone else?”
“I can’t help it if it’s you I picture when I’m chasing euphoria.”
She’s the kind of allure, the kind of touch and warmth, that makes you want to fall in love instead. Let her demolish and destroy and obliterate you only so you can thank her when it’s done.
The way Elena kisses me feels like wrongs being righted, like the world tilting on its axis in a way that makes the sun shine brighter. Like her lips could alter reality and unravel the fabric of the universe itself.
I want nothing more than to kiss her again. To be reminded of light after an eternity in darkness.
“You will be a cool-ass aunt, though.” “Oh, absolutely.” I nod rapidly. “I’m going to be super mysterious and edgy. I’ll teach them all tarot and how to put a man in his place. I’ll show them where to find the sluttiest fanfics on the internet, and I’ll introduce them to Lana Del Rey so they never forget who our Lord and Savior really is.”
“You’ve always been the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” That hand cups my cheek, and he brushes over my lip. “But you’re beyond words when you’re wearing the glow only I can give you, the beauty that belongs only to me.”
it’s always been clear that I was created with her soul in mind. Wherever our beings began, ours were beside each other; that much I’m certain of.
“You’re so deeply etched into the fabric of my being, the depths of my soul, that I find I’m incapable of doing anything but loving you.” I press my lips to the top of her head, whispering, “My favorite vice.”
I’ve always been somewhat reclusive. A homebody. I love my family, but too much social interaction overwhelms me, even with the people I love most. It’s an awful trait to have, but it’s how I am.
He’s my gravity, my atmosphere.
I need his touch to know I’m still breathing, his mouth to remind me what I’m living for.
“We’re falling, Elena, and I’m so goddamn tired of pretending I’m still standing on the ledge trying to make a choice when we both know that I dove headfirst the minute you showed up on my doorstep.”
The only time either of us feels alive is when our bodies are joined. We’re symbiotic in that way. Each of us a parasite, each of us a host too. Feeding off each other, starving when we’re apart.
“I feel like love is ultraviolet,” I whisper. “A color I never saw before you.”
Just as stars illuminate their night Just as the moon leads its tides Beauty is found within darkness
I can’t remember anything before you anymore, and I don’t want to.” He lets out a shuddering breath against my flesh. “You’re all that matters.”
“Maree dentro profondi occhi verdi Tutto mio dietro occhiali dalla montatura scura Mano ferma, sa chi sono Togliendomi la maschera che indosso per le masse Dipingendo immagini nel mio midollo osseo Lo terrò l'arco, tu trafiggerai la freccia Questa cosa, l'amore? Sempre in bianco e nero Ma con te, la velocità della luce Ultravioletto” “I could at least make out that last word,” I murmur, lips tilting upward. “This thing, love?” She translates the last verse. “Always black and white, but with you, the speed of light…” She sits up, facing me. “Ultraviolet.”
When I glance up at her, she’s smiling like I lassoed the moon and handed it to her, and I have no idea how or why I got lucky enough to have her look at me like that.
“Your voice is my favorite song. Your words are my favorite book.”
“Your body is my favorite canvas, and your face my favorite sculpture. You are art to me.”
“I love you as a person. I love you as a woman. I love you as a friend. I love you when you’re near me and when you’re far away. I’ve loved you when you didn’t love me back. I’ve loved you when I wish I hated you.”
Your name is carved into my bones and etched across my soul. There is not a reality that I exist in where I don’t love you. I’ll never leave it up for debate, I’ll never allow you to question it. I will never be apart from you without it being clear. “I love you when I’m living, and I’ll love you when I’m dead. I loved you when you were my best friend. I loved you when I watched you love someone else. I loved you when you were my enemy and my bad habit and my vice. There is no sin you could commit, no mistake you could make. I’ll keep loving you through every single falter in your steps
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“You touch me like my skin heals your soul wounds,” she whispers.
We were written long ago, when the stars themselves were created.
“Look at the stars, Elena. Watch as I make them collide for you.”
“I missed your soul,” she says with heavy breath. “I missed my best friend. I often wonder how I lived life without you.” She sucks in a ragged inhale, voice fractured. “But I think now I realize I wasn’t living at all.”
