our souls, entwined

I would rather be cruel and rotten in Darkness with you than cold and lonely in the Light.

You wear Darkness like a cape, I wear Light like armor. In the end, we both hide our true selves. Nobody is ever just one thing or the other. Come; undress me. I’ll shed my layers if you shed yours and we’ll find common ground in the place where our souls meet.

I’m the ocean and you’re the sand. I lap up against your shore, calling you into my arms, taking bit by bit until the tide is too high and the beach is gone and you and I are one and the same

In my dreams, I see you, a flickering light in the dark. I feel your heartbeat echo in my chest, your loneliness a mirror to mine. I hear you cry into your pillow as I grind my teeth to dust to keep the sound from spilling out my mouth. In my dreams, I hold you and feel your breath on my neck. I wake up alone but my body remembers the way you felt pressed against me

She waits for a family who will never return as the desert wind chokes down her screams. She waits for a boy who can’t follow down her path, not now, not yet, as the desert wind blows away her hope. She waits for her soul to return to her as the desert wind sands her heart into dust.

The Prince rode his white horse into the battlefield, armed with nothing but the steadfast assurance of his love beating in his chest. He fought valiantly, slashing through his enemies like a knife through water. He fell, wounded. He rose, broken. He climbed the steps to the tower, pain laced through every bone in his body, to slay the dragon that kept his Princess hostage. He was too late. The dragon lay dead, killed by his fearless lady. His soulmate. His everything. She, too, lay unmoving on the floor. The sight cut him deeper than any blade. He dragged himself to her, and pleaded to the gods. Bring her back, he begged. It is not her time, he sobbed. The gods acquiesced. But gods are fickle and cruel. They crave entertainment, and nothing is more amusing to them than a mortal’s plight. So they smiled, a mockery of kindness and said, You can save her but you can’t keep her. And as the Princess’s heart beat her first, the Prince’s beat his last.

You wear your scars in your skin, I wear them in my heart. You shout your anger, I swallow mine. You seek me out, I hide. But we cry the same, bleed the same, feel the same.

Our tale began long before we drew our first breath. We were written in the stars and fate was the ink with which the gods penned our story. We were two galaxies headed for collision and when we met, we didn’t explode—we merged. Now our souls are one and we are the brightest thing in the universe.

I regret that my arms didn’t get to hold you longer. I regret that my lips didn’t linger on yours. I regret that I won’t be the cause of your smile for years to come. I regret the memories we’ll never make and the moments I’ll miss. I regret the mornings I won’t wake up by your side and the evenings I won’t kiss you to sleep. I regret the future we’ll never have. But sweetheart, I could never regret my past. All the pain and all the mistakes. All the heartache and longing and the unrelenting loneliness. I could never regret any of it. It led me to you.

This is a story about a boy who loved the sun so much he defied the stars to save it and give it back to the galaxy