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, he counted the seconds that they were apart. of course, shuffling in bed wouldn't return her to his arms, but he couldn't help it.
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.
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.
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book2 ; gojo satoru
Fanfictionclarity ; " my love as deep; for the more i give to thee, the more i have, for both are infinite. "
