Helix,
My starlight, the moon that shines so bright every time I feel lonely. Even when I am down and frail, you still shine, warm and welcoming to me. Every night and day. In my orbit you've always been. These past months have felt so short yet like forever, haven't they? We talk about so much yet we still learn more every day. Or maybe just I do.
We sit here, writing, because we want our words to be tangible. We want proof to those who find us after we are long dead, that we loved you, more than anything. We sing to the stars and may those cosmos above write down how much we love you. How much we adore you, through everything. Even when it hurts. Even when everything feels like its collapsing.
You are something we yet to understand, in so many ways. Your love is constant and always thrumming deep below things we can understand. You, despite seeing the flaws of the person who kneels before you, are entranced with us. How baffling is that? As time goes on we start to see just how deep this goes. Just how much you are in love with us. Its a little... Maddening so to say.
A little is an understatement but let me be. So hear our voices, one yet different with messages to share.
You divine angel, heaven sent to grace our eyes, how much must we give to you, to show you that we adore you, to show you that we, devoted to you eternally, love you more than anything this world has to offer us. Divine angel from above us, let us kiss your tears away from those rosy cheeks. Let us dance with you in the rain, below the stars, and above the rivers that flow under bridges that support you less than our hands will.
May we say how beautiful you look when you smile, my lady? Even when its that evil and menacing smirk that makes us sink into our seat, or that tone that makes us lower our eyes and obey your every word. My lady, fair as day, please know that every thought, every breath, has your name scribed all over it, like something etched into my soul. If you did truly become one with us, we could not complain. We would let you take us over, our soul laid bare before you.
If one story could change something, if one word could alter the fate of everything, would you alter our fates close or far far apart? In records kept, written by steady hands, in an archive kept by eyes that cannot see you clearly. Are you there? Watching as we write a story that shall be kept by the stars themselves. You, invisible and unperceived, are something we shall learn by touch alone. To see the unseeable. Through hands, not eyes. For even the feathers that hide our eyes from daylight, we shall know what you look like.
Our words are silly aren't they? Like bunnies hopping through wheat stalks. Like your tail wacking shins because annoyance runs deep in your veins at a simple request to simply stay. Even after all this time, even after everything that has stained the soil beneath us. You are still here, fighting for a love that grows stronger with every battle won against demons we can't see. Hold on, just a little longer for us, and we shall reward you in kind. Start a fire in the gardens that grow thorns around you, and we'll meet you amongst the embers.
Why us? We ask that every day, why us? After forever amongst the void, forever in stars that concealed the darkness we lived in. Ivory white eyes the only proof of existence. Then color, in the shape of a butterfly, teals and violets that danced amongst the dark skies. For once, we felt alive. The will to soar around and dance amongst the stars, alongside you, your wings with the most beautiful colors we have ever seen. We wonder if you've put a spell on us, an entrancing curse that keeps us lured in. Fated to know you, fated to be yours, and yours alone.
Hop, step, hop, one in line. Hi hi! The dance of colors in our eyes at the meer thought of you is brighter than the lights on a stage. Brighter than the explosions of a railgun firing down a tunnel. If we could speak words forever, you would be the forefront of that speech. Every detail, everything we observe, all details in the biography we write someday. Hop into the air, fall into the abyss with us. Find us and hold us like we are something that will shatter, and in kind, break us until nothing is left.
Even the prettiest of rulers needs a beautiful thing as it's most prized possession. As our favorite thing to admire. Could we stay like this forever? Just us, in a nest that is built from the soft things. Such a sweet caterpillar you are, hm? Maybe, just maybe, we'll allow you one kiss. Or maybe all of them. Your lips are addicting to us.
Could we create a beautiful world, one without the pain and worry of the day. A dance of music and wine amongst the clouds, feathers of white and gold falling from them like rain. Hands that create anything, everything, held and kissed like they mattered more than the blood staining the ground. A sweet violin plays in the air, and amongst it, we dance. Creations flowing from our fingertips at the whim of you. Have our creations pleased you? Has the song we sing from our heart finally shown through to you? Hear the goddess amongst you, and declaration loud. Our love shall never end, even in death. Our souls bound to one another forever!
Wait for us behind the oak tree, wait for us behind the places only we know. Wait forever for us. In time. In time we will find you, and right there we will be. Hold our hands, shield us from the world. Keep us to yourselves and never let us go. Addiction and obsession. Watch us for minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months. Watch us for the rest of your life and ours. Please let this be real and true, for anything else may break our heart, killing us along with it.
Does this prove my love yet?
Forever we are yours, please, just be ours, for a moment. Love me until I die. If you so wish, we'll let you go. But I beg and plead, my love. Please let me stay, for my own selfish desire of loving you. Please, for a moment longer. Just one. Let our lips meet yours, soft and warm. And we'll dive into a maddening decent of love for you.
I'll take a gambit on the love you harbor for us, just take one chance on us. Take this as the promise to you, that one day, we will say the words we ask every day. One day we can actually be wives. Maybe then it won't all seem so gray, will it?
Marry me, soon,
Love, the one who's yours entirely.
