AnamtaBatool
THE BEAUTY
Hatred. Raw and unfiltered.
Between us, there is nothing-
And yet, everything I cannot name.
He's no protector, yet he shields me like none ever could.
No lover, yet no one has ever touched my soul like he does.
We loathe each other, yet destiny whispers a different truth.
We resist, yet our souls ache in unison.
We deny, yet our bodies betray us.
We despise, yet fate keeps tying our strings tighter.
We battle with words, but our hearts... they've already surrendered.
In the heart of chaos, I met you-
And somehow, in the storm, you became mine.
And now, I have no desire to escape.
I am yours-willingly, completely.
THE DESTINY
Yes, I hate you-
Miss Red Dress, my beautiful curse.
I despise everything about you-
And yet, I will never let you fall.
I'll burn down empires if that's what it takes
To keep you breathing... and to keep you mine.
Yes, I hate you-
But I crave your presence like air.
You make survival unbearable in your absence.
I am yours-wholly, hopelessly, willingly.
My queen.