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2.02 pm / 1.10.24

*to love a monster…

your lips were too blood red for me to kiss; they tasted too much for iron and not enough of you.

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i was never scared of the monster you showed. rather, i love every gnash of sharp teeth and swift swipe of claws just as much as i love the tenderness of my name on your blood soaked lips.

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the world is a cruel place for people like you. it has shown you nothing but the darkest corners, but, my love, i hope you can see the paradise i’ve forged for us out of their pitchforks. i wish nothing but for you to relax.

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like a wounded dog left out in a storm that has never seen a ray of sunshine, you fought for me to leave. “to save you,” you would scream and snarl. all i would do was smile and in the creases of my lips i would sing, “there is no pair of arms i feel safer in than yours.”

note: looking into the perspective of loving someone who has deemed themself unloveable makes me think that it’s easy to love. no one is “unloveable”, it’s just the manner of letting someone take care of you when when you believe you should carry the burden of the world alone. being a “monster” does not mean you are incapable of love, it might just mean no one has been patient enough to find you.