My Beloved Raven,

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To you, Raven, because this letter can never reach it's owner.

Darling,
if our love was ever
marked by death,
taking you away from me-
I need you to know that
I wouldn't think twice before
I followed you to the underworld–
winning over the heart of Hades
with the powerful display of my love.

The Aristaeus to your Eurydice.

I would write you poems till the day I died,
I would sing my heart out howling at the moon every night,
I would grab you by the hand
and drag you out of hell.

But do you know what I would not do?
I would not - and I say this with all the certainty in me - be able to not look at you.

For, the moment I know you are following me,
I, no- my body, would think
the only right thing to do,
would be to turn around
and cup your face
and tell you of the intensity
with which I missed you
the four hours that you were gone.

You need to know
That my love is such,
that it is as waking as it is destructive.
That it would be able to redeem you
and crush you simultaneously.

My love is paradoxical,
and would make yours
tread the thin line between love and hate.

You need to know that I would give you my very being,
but I would also take yours and leave you without one.

You see, my love is selfish.
And it has been misinterpreted a lot of times.

So much so that I've tried to hide that part of me;
Indulging myself in pleasure.
But now that you're here,
I want you to see,
and to know,
that my love is one of a kind
and that sometimes,
it may not even be love.

—《♡》—

Lol, I say I'm taking a break and then post more consistently than before.

Words are so confusing when you're writing. I couldn't remember a word that meant 'a lot of force', so I just stuck with force. Now I remember - an hour later - that it's density.