you're the other end
that tugs so tightly
on my red string of fate.
you're my soulmate, my one and only.
you once were so willing to help silence all the chaos in my head. all the loud of the world, and all the toxins that tried to leak into me from my past to turn me into the very same monsters.
but still
your laugh, your smile, it makes me bubble over with gratitude. when you are glad to be with me, when you know I love you, that warmth glows and glimmers in your irises as clearly as starlight in the very heart of the deepest woodlands during the darkest nights.
my lovely Bluebird of Peace, my valiant Archangel, you are my Anamchara.
you See me.
But You Are Colorblind.
Mar 31, 2019
Mar 31, 2019 at 1:22 AM UTC
you're the other end
that tugs so tightly
on my red string of fate.
you're my soulmate, my one and only.
you once were so willing to help silence all the chaos in my head. all the loud of the world, and all the toxins that tried to leak into me from my past to turn me into the very same monsters.
but still
your laugh, your smile, it makes me bubble over with gratitude. when you are glad to be with me, when you know I love you, that warmth glows and glimmers in your irises as clearly as starlight in the very heart of the deepest woodlands during the darkest nights.
my lovely Bluebird of Peace, my valiant Archangel, you are my Anamchara.
you See me.
But You Are Colorblind.
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