She asked me to erase her masterpiece out of my life, her bright and gentle touch, the vivid dreams within her soul, the waves that used to whirl inside my veins.
I stared at her unfinished design, a distant depiction drifting in the moonlight, a desolate dungeon of faded shadows.
I know that she wants me to bleed in this hollow space and fall apart in tortured galaxies. But if she must leave to satisfy her kingdom, I’d rather see her walk away across the seas.