❥・❝ 𝐀𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. ❞
↳ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a young lady valued by the fatui dearly finds her perfect match, who happens to be her colleague.
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥�...
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Love. An intense feeling of deep affection.
That's how many would describe it.
Yet what really is love? What does it feel like to be loved?
To you, love had a different yet kind of similar definition.
Love was a warm feeling most times, like your hollow heart had been filled, like the last piece to a puzzle to complete it. It was a feeling that you wanted to consume you, to eat you alive.
An obsession you could say for some people, absolute madness.
There were many rumours about you, some say you were rude, disgusting and a horrible person who deserved to rot. Then some others say you were kind, affectionate, a sweet and loving soul.
Them rumours would change peoples opinions about you, they'd either hate you or like you, no in between.
Yet it was different when you met, him.
He didn't judge you.
He didn't believe in the rumours and allowed himself to get to know you, the real you.
The soul who was locked behind the barrier known as your body.
Effortlessly he managed to melt away the ice that froze your heart, then let himself in.
Love is also about connection.
You have to have a true connection to somebody to love them, your fates had to be interlinked or else it wouldn't work out in the end.
Love is also about understanding.
You had to understand someone, deep into their soul and learn the reason why they are, how they are. Learn the reason why they enjoy what they do, why they treat people the way they do.
Love is also about acceptance.
You need to accept somebody for their true self to really love them, whether their true self was ugly or pretty. Whether they were nasty deep down, or a beautiful person inside, you had to learn to accept it to love them.
You felt them three parts of love with Ajax, you didn't understand why you loved him, you had felt this stuff for a while and didn't understand no matter how much you had questioned yourself. It just felt as if something was pulling you towards him, like it was purposeful.
