it's the way you feel when it all falls into it's place.
the cold heaviness of my chains around you that hold you to account.
it's the way she is disarmed by your intrepid nature.
the shared envelope of security knowing we act in the other's interest.
the grace allowed when we express our truest self.
when you try to listen to her and why she is so angry at the world.
justification of the unforgiveable because he loves me.
how every romance has broken her even further, but she won't give up.
you don't know what it is, but it makes sense to you.
when you take the time to know her for more than her savage vengeance.
you'll never take her pain away because that is her power.
the ease with which she crushes any ego in her presence is foreplay to you.
she says anything demanding consummation isn't love.
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
:::WARNING:::
i am only responsible for what i say,
not for what you understand.
you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent,
or you may not.



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