#luthienthefair

our love was softer than the stars; affection wrapped us in a warm glow; you drew constellations on my skin, connecting freckles like they were as important as a thousand burning suns. your mistakes were sharper than the stars, all jagged edges and shards of promises. you were colder than I thought. farther away than you appeared. I should’ve known. the aftermath of us was the same as a star’s bright and brilliant and visible long after death, but eventually the leftover light is gone. time blinks it out of existence, and then, blissfully, there is only a memory. the universe moves on. (so will I)

In some world here or hence, Where mere words cease to exist,  where empathy is taking out your heart and giving it to someone else and hope a structure you build with your own two hands (and believe me without you i have built skyscrapers out of mine) and very most important: love is unnamed -  in this world, i and you are not because (and here is the moral of our story) though love is something i know you can feel love is something (remember: i am the ruined proof of this, my dear) you have not learned to do.

Hello lovely! Could the anthro hint be about Temperance "Bones" Brennan??

Hello love! Hope petyr didn't die by the time you do this 😂. Can I have a ✨ short poem with the word "stars"