the violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die, like fire and powder, which as they kiss consume. the sweetest honey is loathsome in his own deliciousness and in the taste confounds the appetite. therefore love moderately, long love doth so, too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
what made up the short time as they waited, they wondered. tossing and turning in his bed, twisting strands of her hair, they each counted every second that they were apart.
there was almost a bittersweetness to it. they hated being apart, but the feeling of seeing each other once more gave them enough blind hope to pull their faces back into smiles.
of course, shuffling in bed wouldn't return her to his arms, and fearing for his life wouldn't keep him safe, but they couldn't help themselves.
in such a hopeless time, it was good to be optimistic about something.
it was good to let go of clarity.
warnings ; mature themes, nsfw, cursing, eventual blood triggers and gore triggers, violence.
(go read it :P manga spoilers btw)
