I couldn’t believe she was in my arms. It had been so long since my heart had raced this way. I could barely breathe. It was like the dream I had dreamt a thousand times had come true. I breathed in her scent deeply. My heart pounded even more with intense desire. My hand ran through her long, red locks. I was terrified to look away from her piercing eyes; scared that she might vanish if I didn’t hold her gaze. She must’ve been a figment of my imagination, a fantasy. This really couldn’t be happening. No man deserved to be that lucky in life, immortal or not. Continue reading
This quite simply might be the best video game ever made.
I was in my early teens again. All my relatives were there, just like when we grew up. Every cousin, every aunt and uncle, my dead grandmother was even present. We were at the cottage they had built that later had become their home.
My heart was smiling. I can’t remember the last time I truly smiled. Not since she … Continue reading
Maybe I’m scared because you mean more to me than any other person. You are everything I think about, everything I need, everything I want.
And people say Minmatar can’t be romantic, I thought to myself, as I finished composing my note while on the shitter.
I don’t love casually. When I love, it’s fierce. It’s my soul ripped wide open and raw. It’s my whole heart on display. It’s all I have and everything I know, handed to you, like a gift. I hope you unwrap it gently. I’m essentially giving you the knife and showing you exactly where to hurt me deepest, where to wound me so deeply that I may never recover.
That is how fiercely I love you.
– Unknown Sebeistor Poet