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You just walked away like that.

And took all of my words with you.

I am left with an empty pen,

and an even emptier heart.

Where do I go from here?

Back to the misery that I came from,

or the uncertain darkness that lay ahead.

Maybe I'll rest here for a while.

Under the fading glow of the moon,

with the silence of the sky to keep me company.

It's not that I can't move on.

I just want to linger here a little more,

to trace my fingers through the blurring outlines of our fates.

Let the dying sun go in peace.

And soon enough I'll be gone from your name too.

Till then say yes to the whsipers I've sent with the wind.

Tell me that it was a good story.

And that you loved me once.

Where do I bury the fragments of my heart that reminds me of you?

Beneath the stars, under the old and forgotten tree?

Or I could pick out a grave in the abandoned playground.

In the moonlight, with my bare hands I shall dig a grave in the soft earth.

There I'll put the bits and pieces of your traces in my life.

And I shall finally plant a pretty flower on its top.

In the silence of the night, my lips will find its way back to our favourite song.

Like a lullaby or a last goodbye,

I shall sing in soft tones till I can no more.

There will always be reasons to return.

In the form of old forgotten promises.

Or slow songs filled with a sort of comforting sadness.

Patter of the raindrops will call you back.

Every twinkle of the stars will remind you of home.

Of the heart that awaits yours after all this time.

It's never too late they say.

But it still is too early, says time.

The passing days are a blur of white and gold.

But in the tiredness of the lonely night,

your smile still keeps me warm.

Sometimes I wonder if I have wandered too far,

but then I close my eyes and there you are.

Right beneath my skin and always on my mind.

Space and time may keep us apart,

but still the yearning hearts find ways to be alive.

There's a kind of hope that stems from helplessness.

And everytime I crave your voice, I hope I can hear them in the soft crackle of the summer's fires.

The colors of it seems too much like the shade of your eyes.

It soothes me in this lone journey of mine,

What a pity that I can't hold it in my palm.

But then again fire and water never did get along.

Except maybe for us.

Is that why the stars were aligned like this?

So that I may cross unknown oceans and you may burn in my absence.

But they never anticipated that love might find a way.

Because we did and we always will.

It's getting cold and dark and the sky is full of stars that remind me of your eyes.

Maybe when morning comes I can take my first step back home.

Towards your waiting arms.

And towards our forever.

The ghost of your skin is still warm on my palms. Your scent lingering in the spaces between my fingers. My eyes are still on the last place that held your shadow. You've disappeared through the door that's still open. I can't bring myself to shut it, for fear that I might lose you forever then.

The moment stretches on and I can't feel anything except for this dull thumping of my heart.

It was a mistake to hold you so close and kiss you with love. And it was an even bigger mistake to hope that you kiss back. Mistakes that cut off our red strings of fate. And now, like autumn leaves in the cool breeze, our souls are drifting apart, blown away from the other to lands far from this place.

Calling this heartbreak would be cruel. This feels like death.

As I feel the colours in me drain away along with the warmth inside, I know you've killed me with your absence. Or perhaps your presence all along...

I know you will never return.

You won't ever come back.

I won't see you ever again.

And I won't see this me ever again too.

The sky is still sleeping outside. And soon the love in me will go to sleep as well.

They say empty vessels make the most sound. But the screams of my soul only come out as whispers against the silence of this dawn.

I've lost you and I've lost myself.

As the sky turns to a mixture of greyish pink, I stand at the same spot you left me. Wondering why everyone says love is beautiful, when it has been a painful poison all along.

We are a whole lifetime away.

Then why are we pretending to be closer?

With every hour that fades as the morning comes,

we move away from each other slowly.

Like the ticking of a tired clock,

the moments we stole are going too fast.

I never want to let go of your hand,

but when morning comes how do I make you stay?

I don't have any thing more to give you,

and all that you can say has already been said.

We knew we'll fade with the first sunrise.

But then why does letting go feel so much like dying.

I wish the night could stretch on for eternity.

Hold each other here under the soft moonlight.

We're meant to walk away from the other,

but our hearts can't help run back to each other.

There are a million stars in the sky tonight,

but there are a million more unshed tears in our eyes.

The horizon is starting to turn pink now.

Your hand is too warm to let go.

Sunrises are the most beautiful thing there is.

But not when it takes you away from me.

Let this sunrise come and go.

Maybe we can close our eyes and pretend the night is still young.

There was love between us.

Until one day there wasn't.

We just woke up and decided that was it.

And just like that, our paths diverged.

Will they ever cross again?

I don't know.

But everywhere I go, I still get reminded of you.

You might have left,

but not before leaving my soul drenched in your being.

Wherever I go, I can only think of you being there too.

We thought it'd be nice to be free again.

But now the freedom seems to have turned to loneliness.

And with every sunrise I miss you a little more.

You've been absent for a while now,

but I've been loving you nonetheless.

And judging by the way my eyes search for your face in every crowd,

I think I am going to love you always.

Whether you like it or not.

Whether I like it not.

And just like that I am yearning for you again.

And that's when I realised, there's still love between us.

From me to you.

And I'll wait for it to come back.

From you to me.

I miss you.

When will you come home?

I know I belong.

Here, between the spaces of your fingers, and the crook of your neck.

On your lips and in your eyes.

I've finally found a home far from any other.

The restlessness in me is slowly being put to sleep by your sweet voice, the soft tunes that fall from your lips heals the broken parts of me from within.

For once, the world feels so much more beautiful than it ever was.

Because there's you and there's me. And because that's all that I need.

For once, it's enough.

For once

Everything in this world has a place.

And more than often I feel like mine is beside you.

You tell me that you're loosing me a little bit each day.

How can I not feel lost, when you deny me of my home?

Where do I plant my heart, when you close the door to yours?

The worst battles of mine were about you, against myself,

being forever torn between wanting to stay and run away.

But as dawn approaches and the sun rises again,

I loose yet another fight.

I hope one day you can finally see me beside you.

One day, you will know that I've always been there.

That I never left, and never will.

I woke up to the sound of his heartbeats.

It's a slow rhythm, one that comforts me in this darkness.

With only the light of the fake phosphor stars,

I can see his pale, beautiful face.

He's asleep, but very much alive.

At least for now.

At least for a few hours,

I'll still be able to embrace the warmth that's him.

Until the fuel runs out and we are doomed forever,

I can hug him and listen to his soft breaths.

There's a strange beauty to our current situation.

We're literally lost among the stars.

Held by the other, breathing the same air,

we float amidst the lights in the vast empty darkness,

miles away from the place we once called home.

Because now, nothing else exists to me except him.

Now, all that's real are his arms around my body.

Entwined together, our fingers are the last remnants of life.

And as I drift away into sleep once more,

I press my lips to his shoulder.

A final goodbye,

and then we're gone,

together.

Two hearts lost in space, and in each other,

till the end of time, perhaps.

Do you know how it feels to hold your happiness in your hands and watch it swirl there in a pool of golden light before the night comes and snatches it away from your bleeding hands only to leave you wondering why it suddenly feels like your throat is burning when all you ever did was take a sip from your lover's lips ?

Stars have aligned.

And so have hearts.

Now when the sun sets in the horizon,

up comes the night.

Wild and beautiful,

with a mad sense of time.

As the world sleeps on,

souls meet at last.

Finally they've found eachother.

After eons of being nomads.

Stars have aligned.

And so have worlds.

Now when the moon shines in the sky,

down goes the light.

Sparkling and raging,

with a fierce sense of longing.

As the world stops to spin,

they hold hands at last.

© Moonyloonywitch

07/09/2021

Past lives flicker through my mind, as I stand gazing up at the moon. The night's pretty much silent, except for the slow rumbling of thunder in the distance. Every now and then, a cool breeze goes past me. I stand in the moonlight, waiting for a miracle.

You said you'd meet me here, under this old tree covered in moss. It's almost dawn now, and still no sign of you. I have second thoughts, debating whether to turn around and go. Maybe you meant it as a joke.

Afterall, gods never fall for beings beneath them.

Sighing quietly, I start walking back to my home. It was a waste of time, I realise now. I should've never trusted your words.

I pass the lavender patch, and a familiar fragrance hits me. Smiling at the full blooms around me, I sit down on the damp earth and close my eyes. The smell of lavender takes me back to my favourite memory. You sitting beside me as I laugh at your joke.

I open my eyes and find that my vision has blurred. I hate crying but that's all I wanna do right now. Feeling like stones sinking in my stomach, I lay my head in the ground and weep.

The night has become a tired dream, and the stars have gone and hid.

But when you slowly started wiping my tears away, I felt like the world was holding its breath. I sit up and lock eyes with you.

"I thought you wouldn't come" I said in a barely there whisper.

"I wanted to make sure that you were serious about this. About us." You replied in an equally quiet whisper.

"So you were testing me? " I ask with fresh tears in my eyes.

"Not really. More like I was testing myself. And I failed. When the first tear ran down your face, it felt like I was stabbed here." You take my hands and place it over your heart.

And surprisingly enough I felt it beat.

And that hasn't happened in a long time.

© Moonyloonywitch

26/08/2021

And sometimes we are left with no answers but a bleeding heart that still refuses to give up on them. Still holds on with the hope that someday we'll live the dream in our heads. And so we live, like butterflies waiting to come out of their cocoons. But sometimes the cocoon gets damaged before we can fly, before we can breathe. And all that's left will be the shattered pieces of our hearts that shines like little red spots......and people in a time after us will call them galaxies.

It takes a Minute to Love someone,

But Years to forget them.

And a Lifetime, to wonder

why you fell for them in the first place.

Golden mornings and cool sea breezes brought them together.

Playful touches turned to yearnings with depth.

Days passed and love grew.

Until one day a shadow came uninvited.

Soon enough hell broke loose.

Still they managed to find their homes in the arms of the other.

But fate is bitter and sour and cruel.

It took away the black haired boy from his lover.

And left the other to grieve forever.

But what no one saw was the rage deep in the blues.

While the golden haired burned the world alive,

fate watched in the corner scared and small.

When the Trojans took away his home, his love, what could Achilles do except grieve for Patroclus.

And his grief brought the mighty warriors to their knees.

Troy did not not lose the war. Nor did the Greek win it.

Achilles grieved for Patroclus, and soon enough the war ended.

Love is never enough,

and promises are empty words in the end.

Why did we let go of each other?

Maybe we should've held hands tighter,

and run away far into the universe.

But now it's too late.

You've found another.

Life is too short to cry over past lovers.

But I hope I find you again.

Somewhere along the border of the galaxy.

Jack Frost X Fem!Reader

warnings throughout the series: sad, bits of angst, but also has some fluff.

A/N: yea, I think I am gonna post 2 chapters at once for a while.

= The Ice Knight =

- CHAPTER TWO -

chapter one

Jack Frost was right. This was indeed a new beginning. Since the day his small, cute believer saw him for the first time, they seemed to be glued to eachother. For Y/N, every new day meant a brand new adventure with her frosty friend. Jack would come by her window every night and play games, tell stories of his adventures, and from time to time he even took her with him on his simpler, safer duties as The Spirit of Winter.

“Jack! This was so much fun! The most fun I’ve ever had on any of my birthdays ever! Thank you!”

“Happy birthday, my little Ice Queen! I’m glad you enjoyed this!”

“YES! I want to be the Ice Queen! Can I? Does that make you my Ice King?” little Y/N asked, blushing. Jack found it cute and he couldn’t help himself but let a sweet chuckle pass his lips. This kid really got the best of him.

“I am not a king, but rather your knight, Your Highness!” He playfully bows to the girl. “I’m always the one to get your butt out of trouble. A king doesn’t usually do that, silly!” And with that, they both started laughing.

What a beautiful memory, right? …Right?

Time had passed by, and Jack Frost became a Guardian. That meant he had less and less time to spend with his little Ice Queen, and that inevitably led to the worst that could happen…

12 years later…

19 year old Y/N was preparing for her highschool graduation day. That’s supposed to be a happy day, right? But for her, things weren’t that well. ‘Why did I have to listen to my mother…’ The teenager sighed. She was rather sad about that.

“It’s been 4 useless years. I should have chosen that other highschool, but mom convinced me that this was going to be my future. I wonder why.” she thought out loud. As she finally left her house. “What am I even supposed to do with my life now? Eh.. the good part is that now I may have the chance to choose am university to my liking. I’m actually happy I have so little friends, my heart wouldn’t take it to get parted from them. It would have been just like when--“ She then froze in fear. Lost in her thought, she passed the street on red light, and now, mid street, a giant truck was headed towards her.

Waiting for her painful end, she squeeze her eyes shut. But nothing happened. When she finally dared to open her eyes, she remained in awe. The truck was now upside down on the road, but the weird thing was the frost that covered the wheels of the car.

“Well, I did freeze in my spot… but this?” She took a better look at the truck and then slowly started walking again. “I have to get out of here and head directly to the school nurse. I must hallucinate from the shock! Frost?? It’s JUNE!!”

….

“W-well… at least that worked. Spare me the parent talk, Baby Tooth! I’d rather get some scary poltergeist news going than risk her life not stopping that darn truck! You already know that! I-… yeah.. I know she doesn’t believe in me any longer and that I ‘should move on’ but I swore to her! She is--…was… my first, and might I add, ONLY believer!” The little fairy came closer to his cold cheeks for a small cuddle, trying to confort the lost boy. She knew she had to talk to Toothiana about all of this.

“Baby Tooth, I-… I shouted her name from the bottom of my lungs, yet… Yet she couldn’t hear!” The white haired boy began to cry desperately, letting his prominent cheekbones become icy waterfalls. “I’ve lost her… forever.”

Jack Frost X Fem!Reader

warnings throughout the series: sad, bits of angst, but also has some fluff.

A/N: Yes, yes, I know! "Seeker, where the hell have you been? You're not very serious about your blog!" I know, but I'm trying to switch between school and another huge project that I've founded, and it mainly requires at least 24/7 of my attention. Anyway, hopefully my friend @rxses-and-reverie is still around here :)

= The Ice Knight =

- CHAPTER ONE -

Snowflakes were floating freely into the starry night, above the winter paradise. Each of them slightly shifting forms as they collide into one another. Jack Frost himself gave each a part of his own soul, for he was lonely inside the sea of people, and his heart wouldn’t stop aching. All he ever desired was a friend, someone to believe in him, and eventually see him. But nobody had eyes for the iced ghost.

Years passed by, and Jack was flying around the village, carefree, watching the people around him. The spirit especially enjoyed watching the times change. Change can bring happiness or destruction. The boy was watching different kinds of relationships die, either by the distance that was growing inside, or the differences between people. Time had always liked to ruin friendships, as much as it enjoyed the warmth of healing. But for Jack, time wasn’t a cure.

One day, not long before winter had to leave the village, a little girl dressed in red was sitting on a lonely bench, crying, watching the snow simply melt away. As Jack was about to leave, letting the spring spirits come and bring new hope, something stopped him. A small cry. At first, the winter spirit hesitated to get near to the scene, knowing that she wouldn’t even notice him there, but after reconsidering, he decided it was worth a try. The white haired boy got closer to the girl and landed on the bench, right next to her. He still thought it may be all useless, until he noticed her notebook, and that got him an idea. Jack gently took it and he began writing in hopes that the red girl could read.

“Hello! What’s wrong, little one? Why are you crying?” He could already feel her gaze wandering towards, right through him. The little girl soon saw the pen moving on its own, so she took a closer look. But no one seemed to be there. Jack also noticed that the girl was slightly frightened by his actions, so he slowly placed the pen down, not intending to scare her off.

“What’s happening? Who-… who’s there?” she whispered, a little scared. Seeing that she’s also curious, maybe more than scared, the boy took the pen back between his fingers.

“Can you read?”

“Yes… my mom taught me. Who are you?”just then, Jack got an idea.

“Kid, do you believe in Santa?” he wrote again, a bit excited for the possible outcome. ‘This might as well just work!’

“Santa? Yes!! Why? Have you seen him around?” the child happily responded. ’Okay, Jack! You can do it!’

“Yeah, I have. He is friends with Jack Frost. Do you know who that is?” the spirit wrote again. The girl stood quiet for a while, thinking.

“Jack Frost? As in.. ‘Jack Frost nipping at your nose’?” the girl curiously asked.

“Exactly! Do you know him? Do you.. believe in him?” Jack wrote, a hint of hope hiding in the depth of his eyes. ‘Of course she doesn’t… She would have been able to see me after all.’ The girl stood thinking again for a while.

“Is he magical, like Santa?”

“Of course he is! He is the one bringing all of the snow and blizzards!” Jack explained, eager to see where this was leading. Just then, she did it. The little girl melted his heart.

“Then I believe in Jack Frost!” she exclaimed. Who would have thought that one simple sentence could get the frost spirit to his tears? Magically, Jack lazily took form in front of her eyes, and the expression her little face showed seeing him come real was enough to reassure Jack that this was a new beginning.

“WOW! Are you… Jack Frost? Hi!! My name is Y/N!”

“You.. You see me…”

恋人たちの紅葉散歩!

Autumn leaves walk for lovers!

Photo at NasuShiobara hotspring town,Tochigi pref,Japan

camera : SONY SLT-A77V

lens : TAMRON SP28-75mm F2.8 for SONY A mount

Aperture : F6.3

Focal length : 45mm

ISO : 100

Exposure : 1/80sec

so this is love

I was walking down the street, returning home from work. It was calm- the leaves fallen on the ground in different shades of brown, orange and yellow, the ambrosial of sweet potatoes, cinnamon, pumpkins, cooked butternut squash and much more, telling that fall had arrived. A hand had made its way around my shoulder; I'd recognized the scent of cloves and vanilla from the perfume. I knew who it was and a smile had already formed on my lips.

"Good evening" said the voice as we continued walking. "evening; how was your day?" I asked while wrapping my hands around his. "Good to be frank never had a day off for myself, walked the dog and slept in the whole day" Fabio answered, we continued talking loving the presence of one another. The hair on my neck and arms rose up due to chilly breeze and the next thing I knew was being pulled in and hugged by Fabio, while my body was covered by his long coat.

"better?" "much better". We stood on the quite street as the classics of 1950's love songs started playing from one of the houses. "may I ?" Fabio asked while locking his eyes with mine that showed pure love, affection, they held trust and felt the same when we first met or when he was there by my side at my worst times saying that 'it was all going to be okay'.

I nodded smiling as he guided me in the middle of the street, it was late and there weren't vehicles on the road. I felt his hands on my waist while I wrapped mine around his neck. We moved our bodies serenely to the sound of music, staring into each others eyes with deep affection. Our lips were inches apart, Fabio closed the gap between us. His lips were perfectly synced with mine as if it were a red string of fate bringing two people deeply in love with one another back together. It felt warm, fuzzy, slow and ardent. They felt home and comfort. It was one of his ways to tell me that he was never going to let me go.

The calm music expressing true love, leaves falling on the ground, harvest of cranberries and two people madly in love in the middle of the street dancing and kissing. It felt like the time was moving slow. It was perfect.

a/n- please ignore the grammatical errors. Credits to google as well for help <3

take care

“You okay?” I heard the concerned voice across the bedroom as I lay down on the bed staring at the ceiling. “I guess” I say shifting my eyes from the ceiling towards the concerned eyes of the figure sitting on the gaming chair. 

He had stopped playing the game. He motions his hands forward and pats his lap. I follow what he says and sit on his lap facing him and hugging by the crook of his neck. I nuzzle my face on his neck as he hugs and pats my back. “Rough day? he asked continuing his game, “mhmm” I answer closing my eyes, letting his scent fill my nostrils. 

“Would you like to talk about it?” he asked one hand rubbing my back and the other on the keyboard pressing buttons. I tell Noah everything that had happened during these past days. I felt better after telling him. “Damn, didn’t know I was in love with wonder woman. It must be hard for you, did you even think about yourself ?”

I replied him while nodding my head as a no. My eyelids were becoming heavy. “ well it’s now your time to get plenty amount of rest; since you’ll be here for some days I’ll take care of you and make sure you eat properly” he says while picking me up from the chair and walking towards the bed. “I’m not sick for you to take care of me” I replied as my voice became sleepy. “well you can’t argue with me love”. I felt the soft mattress touch my back and my body shifted into a comfortable position on the bed as he put the covers on top off me, joining me in bed. I shifted my body towards him. We both cuddled and fell asleep while listening to each others heart beat and breathings. 

a/n- please ignore the grammatical errors <3

breathe

TW- contains sensitive topic like panic attack, if you feel uncomfortable while reading feel free to not read and check out my other posts <3

It must suck doesn’t it, when everything in your life is against you and your on the verge of giving up in life.

Tears streamed down my tear stained cheeks, eyes and nose puffy. I was seated on the bathroom tiles with my knees close to my chest. It got difficult to breathe every passing second. My hands trembled as I went to grab the phone lying next to me. The screen lit up and my fingers moved fast along the screen searching for his contact name. 

“Hello” I heard his voice from the other side of the call after few rings. “L-Liam I-I-I can’t breathe properly” my voice shaky as I started stuttering followed by heavy breaths and hiccups. “I’m coming home right now love. Be on the call with me ok. Now just as we practiced last time- inhale.” My hands were shaking, legs fidgeting but I listened to Liam and held my breath. He heard me inhale as he was walking to his car, I suppose. “Good; now exhale.” I heard his engine start as I breathed out. His soothing voice filled my ears as it calmed me down slowly. 

“Now love can you repeat doing that for me? Focus on the little gaps between your heavy breaths it’ll help in reducing your hiccups and difficulty in breathing and don’t forget to close your eyes while doing that, ok.” “Ok” I replied to him focused on my breathing as he told me to do while closing my eyes. The sound of engine stopped and I heard the car door being shut. Liam was still on the call hearing my breathing, making sure I did the breathing exercise correctly and praised me for every breath I inhaled. 

I heard the front door open and soon did the bathroom door. Opening my eyes and looking up I met with his brown orbs. In no time I was picked up with his hands carrying me and supporting my legs and back as I cling on to him like a panda clinging on a zookeeper’s leg. My arms wrapped around his neck with puffy eyes and crying silently on his chest.

“You did so good sweetheart on controlling your panic attack while I wasn’t there with you” he said walking towards the bed. His scent filled my nostrils. He smelled like pumpkin and late autumn. He put me on the bed. “Did you drink water?” Liam asked and I turned my head indicating a ‘no’, with puffy eyes and red nose. He got me a glass of water. His eyes filled with love stared at my figure gulping water. Patting my back and keeping the glass on the nightstand he brought up the blankets on top of us and cuddling and telling me that I was safe now.

movie

The chilly November evening was telling us that winter was soon, as we snuggled up in the blankets that were laid on the couch. The warmth of our bodies preventing us from feeling cold. Our eyes fixed on the movie that was playing on the screen, legs intertwined. My eyes becoming drowsy and heavy each passing second of the movie. Was I tired? All I did was babysit some kids for five hours. “You sleepy?” they asked while rubbing my thigh gently and glancing at me. “Huh; no I’m just a bit tired” “Just a bit?” he asked while his other hand went on back drawing shapes and patterns. “Yeah” I leaned into his touch. He hummed at my response and switched off the tv. By now my eyes were struggling to stay open. “Damn you are way too tired, did the kids drain out all your energy?” he asks staring at my sleeping figure all coiled and cuddled up against his body with admiration. “Well I planned this Friday movie night today you know but it seems that you’ve already been done for the day.” Ian mumbles while walking towards the bedroom with me on his back clinging onto him like a koala. “mhmm” is all I can reply back. He placed me on the bed gently and made sure I didn’t sleep in a weird way that may lead to body pain. He gets into the bed after switching off the lights and pulls the blanket on top of us. I feel the other side of the bed sink, I move from my place and wrap my arms around him with our legs intertwined. Snuggling my way in the crook of his neck his scent filled up my nose calming me down. Ian started massaging my head and my eyes could not stay awake, neither can he sleep due to my slow breathings on his neck. Our eyelids become heavy each passing second and we finally drift off into our dream land.

a/n- thanks to a friend of mine for editing <3

EXTRACT FROM CRYBABY (og book written by me) ;3 You smell like the dew and sunshine all together. You feel like the softest, most huggable cotton candy, in all its sweetness. You're wet lush grass, so so welcoming, I might just lay down and never get up again. You breathe like wisps of smoke in the air, and threads of night with stars scattered. You taste like love, like devotion, like ambrosia, you taste like you're mine and like I'm irrevocably yours. You are cosmic radiance, you're the sun to my moon. You are so beautifully true, you are just, SO YOU. [The book is yet to be published :p. A teen with a lot of stress is doing her best anyways.]

-unknown

- lovers

- Alfred Lord Tennyson

As I flick through my camera roll, isn't it strange how everything is out of focus but you? How the blood you spilt seems brighter than the blood I shed?

So much spilt blood on these lands, isn’t it hard to believe such sweet scarlet flowers grown on those same places? Every time you weave those ruby-red flowers into my hair, do those lovers who never got such bliss sigh? Separated by time but brought together again when our hands entwine, do you still believe that everything we have isn’t the exact same shade of scarlet?

was it a sin to love you in our last lifetime my love, for which I am atoning for in this one?