Thinking about a love that insists on sinking teeth and claws into them and holding on with every fiber of your being. Something filled with deep adoration but laced with desperate want as you cling to them fiercely. Lovers whose affection holds an almost frantic need to clutch their beloved tight, to drop anchor in safe harbor and never, ever, ever draw it back up. Lovers whose need for constancy and steadfastness intertwine with a very real and potent affection. I think about it often for characters who have known grief or loss or abandonment, where the intensity of their love becomes something almost violent in its neediness, something fierce to mask the fear underneath. Things have slipped through their fingers before. Please don’t let this be one. Please stay. Please let them make a home here, without fearing what comes next.
