May the god of gold, lay silver among your wounds.
May the sun god take you up on the moon.
May the god of death.
Lay flowers on your grave.
Let the gods shower you with gold.
As the gods do know you are a mortal.
As the gods do know,
an immortal has fallen for a mortal.
there won't be no portal, for shame.
to bring back, one from the grave
One would want to be mortal, for shame.
One would want to be immortal.
For shame, that poor immortal,
poor immortal watching over their mortal.
As the mortal learns how leap into worlds they can't create.
As the mortal grows to love.
As the mortal waves goodbye into the unknown.
Poor immortal doesn't know that they won't love the same again.
Poor immortal watches as the mortal kisses their lover away.
Poor mortal, never look at the immortal as anything but a good friend.
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letters / poems
Randomthat one boy crush that never went away, now we are all grown up and you still see me as nothing more. that's alright, my tears will blur the memories that seem to hunt the way i look at you.
