"What is it you chase, my wild-hearted storm, Beneath the sky where the silver winds swarm? Tell me the tale your silence weaves, And I’ll hush the night with the song it needs.
What storm rages in that unyielding chest? Set it down, here, against the curve of my breast. What weight do you carry, my reckless king, When I was made to bear everything?
The longing in your eyes, the battle in your chest— Even if the world burns through you a thousand times over, I will bear the ruin of it, across lifetimes, across forever.
Stubborn man, with hands that bleed, You run like rivers that never concede. But tell me, my untamed king, isn’t it time? Let yourself be lost—so I can make you mine."
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He had shown up again, as he had every day since that disaster of a date night. This time, he'd brought camellias. Pink ones.
The delicate petals had been dewy, almost glowing, as if they'd been plucked straight out of some enchanted forest.
Sweet, but no.
And the note-oh, the note. I could still hear his deep voice reading the words, even though it had been neatly scrawled in his messy handwriting:
"To my stubbornlittle Rose,
I'm sorry I messed up. If I could, I'd plant an entire forest for you, with trees that bloom apologies every morning. But until then, I'll just keep bringing you flowers. You can yell at me as much as you want; I deserve it. Just don't stay mad too long-I'm terrible at surviving without you.You're the sunshine in my forest, and without you, I'm just a bunch of lost trees swaying in the wrong direction.
Your sadAadam (the fool with flowers)."
I'd read it three times before tucking it away in my desk drawer, biting back a smile.
Ridiculous. Heart-melting. So utterly him.
And honestly?
A little charming. But no way was I letting him know that.
The imagery was so absurd yet endearing-Aadam, my golden boy, being reduced to poetic apologies.
You're not going to make this easy for him, Renna.
I didn't want to let him off the hook too easily, but inside, I was already laughing at how seriously he was taking it all. He was trying so hard, and it was honestly adorable.
