once and future witch

the way arthur dies at dawn....... there's something poetic about that but I'm too distraught to think about it

arthur pendragon is for my fellow lonely bitches, for people that make too many short lived friendships, who don’t know how to let people in, who don’t realize how much we love someone until we’re losing them- and it only teaches us to not love anyone again. arthur pendragon is for my “we should hangout some time!” (read three days ago, no response) people, because you know it’s only from obligation. arthur is for my introverted bestie of an extrovert people, my tag along friends who never get picked first. arthur pendragon is for my fellow so lonely it physically hurts, so touch starved touching someone’s arm feels like a death sentence of wanting. arthur is for my “we’re friends, i guess” because the words “i love you and i want you around” feel far to bare and open and you could never say it. arthur is for my fellow trust issues commitment issues girlies who don’t even really know where they came from. arthur is for all the people who shout “just ask them out they clearly like you!” at our friends but would die before we even presume a seat at a table with the friends they’ve known for three months