#**poetry

THIS ICHOR . THAT WHICH RUNS THROUGH THE VEINS OF GODS . (  IT HAS MIXED WITH MORTAL BLOOD , MY DEAR .  ) YOU ARE UNLIKE MOST OTHERS .                                               •  ONE PART TELLURIAN .                                               •  ONE PART ETHEREAL .                                               •  ONE PART ENTIRELY YOU .

you never thought you would find a home again after it was destroyed when you were young but she came into your life shining her light bright and strong and you fell   but you didn't tell her and she loved and loved and loved to the point where she made you believe again   and that's what hurts the most that you got a taste of home of her next to you every morning next to you every night   you never thought it would happen but you lost her and now you're trying to move on it's not working and you know it because nobody will ever make you feel the way she does like you deserve to get everything you never let yourself hope you'd have

one day when she holds your heart between her hands for the first time, she will squeeze. and when you wince, she will apologize profusely, but never ever forget how much she can hurt you. it will fascinate her to no end.