A thousand lifetimes was how long you felt you’d known her for.
As though it was forever.
Seduced in the bitter chill of a snow storm.
Darkness hidden by the pure need to survive and hold on.
Her voice the most beautiful sound you’d ever heard.
Her features tragically dark, eyes haunted by a past
she could no longer escape.
Drawn by her strength,
Awed by her unusual beauty,
That left you floundering in the wake of
newfound emotion.
You discovered what it feels to fall in love,
Attracted by a soul, shadowed by a darkness
Forced to make a decision that you never imagined you’d
ever have to make.
Seven days of surviving and seven nights of falling,
Falling in love with her.
Love or duty, the choice was yours and yours alone.
The only one you ever loved,
The only one whose shadow you could not lift,
Laden down by her essence and the storm of
of her past, that would remain a part of her
Unheeding of your own strength
As you reached for her soul
And with the solid strength of rock,
Seeked to find her lightness and her goodness,
To raise her out of her own private hellfires
That burned so vivid in her soul.
The choice made, she was lost to you
Her face no longer a mask of hope,
Features marred by the acceptance of betrayal,
Her eyes followed you,
Even when she was gone,
You see those eyes in the stillness of the night,
As you lay alone, sleep a concept that has become foreign,
And discover that her darkness is now
No longer hers alone.
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