ares the god that i've grown to not like
for his attitude and actions are not respectable.
ares, a guy i never thought i'd like.
it just happened.
like the greeks,
i now have a love-hate relationship with
but you both are the same.
i don't want to be a spartan who
only sees good in you.
athenians are correct
you are a coward.
what would i see in the mirror of erised?
it's probably like what dumbledore saw—
him, holding a pair of thick, woolen socks
because one can never have enough socks, eh?
remember dobby, a free elf?
dobby, who has no master
because of a sock harry gave?
you understand now?
socks are needed to become free.
the first night i saw you,
i thought you were the one
who i can trust to
cast the memory charm on me.
i've been waiting for so long
to see the green light,
it made me blind.
the first night we talked,
i thought you can erase it —
worries, anxieties, and the voices
inside my head.
boy, i was wrong.
i should've learned occlumency
for you are one legillimens.
a brief encounter with you,
oh, sunset, leaves bittersweet memories.
you quickly allured people by how beautiful you are,
then leave them in the dark.
the beauty that brings darkness.
rohese, a delicate, and beautiful flower;
wonderful to touch but painful to hold.
thus, a hand that wants rohese
must love and accept its thorn.
Your naked body
Pressed on mine
I thought that
I should feel
And I'm very sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. You are everything I have ever wanted, but for some reason touching you leaves me blank. I feel nothing. And I am sorry.
i n h a l e s
e x h a l e s
she’ll remember you
the reason she’s sighing
and sleeping with
a heavy heart