Despite everything.. I found you.
The way we look at each other during a battle.. just to tell us “Yes, I’m still here with you”;
The way you hold me softly during sleepless night;
The way you braid my hair ‘cause you know I love it;
The way you gift me a jewel “kindly borrowed” from a chest of who knows who.. from who knows where..;
The way you take my hands with your cold ones, bringing them to your chest to fix the closure of your dublet, before leaving the camp again;
The way you smile a little when you realize you’ve been sunburned;
The way you hand me a flower ‘cause you remembered what color it was, after spending too much time in the shadows;
The way you get goosebumps when I caress your scars with my fingers;
Or the way you ask me a kiss.. I know you like when I search your sharp fangs dear..
