Breathless.
Air doesn't come easy; it's painful, cold and sharp. Pain washes into me, the sensation invading my senses with the likeness of beginning a war. Inside, my mind is torn apart by its own conflicts of yes and no.
To run or to hide.
To touch or turn away.
To fight myself or love him.
And then he steps forward. And he stops the storm that is wrecking me apart, piece by piece. He fixes it all, with just a step ahead. He stops every ache, heals every wound, hides every scar that I have and he hurts.
It's painful, watching my own seams be stitched into the new patterns of criss-cross with the same old fabric. It hurts to be whole again as it burns to give light and it feels good- it hurts and it feels hopeful,
Sunlight catches in him, painting every crooked edge and smooth curve in an ethereal golden. It lights him up; he's bursting into flames, my saviour. He's shining so bright, so glorious in the gorgeous honey light.
And I stop breathing altogether.
He's adding his flames to mine, pulling me into his own warmth- he's taking my breath away with the fire he starts in me.
This is a moment to savour: every second resounds the melodious crackling of the dissipating distance between us, every breathe echoes warmth and every touch sends cold comfort in this heat.
Separation hurts, more than the burn did: it has to because I leave a part of my heart behind every time I walk away.
To the dark comfort of my wintry sadness, I go- and I wait for my guardian angl to guide me through my day with his ochre sunrises and love me in the light of his gold sunsets.
To leave his ichor marks over my heart and make a piece of it his own every day.
He starts the rosy fire in my chest, my lungs breath the air he leaves behind and
I stop-
The sun had a saccharine scent behind him when he left:
And I remain breathless.
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(A/N: First of all, props to me for publishing it despite how much I hated doing it, because somehow my capacity for being too in love with things- which is hardly the essence of romance- eludes me. Anyway if you liked this, thank you and if you didn't, I don't blame you.
But I will claim credit for giving myself ten seconds of bravery (see: stupid ignorance) to post this and get it done with because it's tough to post what you like and almost hellish to post what you vehemently dislike. That is all.)
