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βΒ You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. β
βΒ You are going to break your promise. β
βΒ And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you. β
βΒ Oh, I will be cruel to you. β
βΒ It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be. β
βΒ But you understand, donβt you? β
βΒ I am a demanding creature. β
βΒ I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable. β
βΒ For you alone I will be weak. β
βΒ I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. β
βΒ In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold. β
βΒ I have looked for your face in the patterns of the ice. β
βΒ I moved the earth and the water for you. β
βΒ Because my magic is as strong as an arm. β
βΒ Magic does that. It wastes you away. β
βΒ Magic does that. It wastes you away. Once it grips you by the ear, the real world gets quieter and quieter, until you can hardly hear it at all. β
βΒ You will always run away with her. β
βΒ You will always lose her. β
βΒ You will always be a fool. β
βΒ War is not for winning. β
βΒ But her heart was so cold that she could hold ice in her mouth and it would never melt. β
βΒ You look like a winter night. β
βΒ But if you must be clever, then be clever. β
βΒ Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight. β
βΒ She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat. β
βΒ How I adore you. β
βΒ Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But donβt leave me. β
βΒ In his own country, death can be kind. β
βΒ Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing. β
βΒ Someone ought to write a novel about me. β
βΒ I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. β
βΒ What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists? β
βΒ After love, no one is what they were before. β
βΒ In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you. β
βΒ No one is now what they were before the war. Thereβs just no getting any of it back. β
βΒ How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it. β
βΒ I have survived, but I have not been spared. β
βΒ After all, when all else is gone, you may still have bitterness in abundance. β
βΒ Iβve a devil of a habit for being right. β
βΒ Everyone is a criminal! β
βΒ Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught. β
βΒ Forests have secrets. β
βΒ We are better at this than you are. β
βΒ We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. β
βΒ Itβs not so bad, my darling. β
βΒ I look at you and it is like my throat being cut. β
βΒ Do you think I am a fool? β
βΒ Did you never think, even once, that I loved lipstick and rouge for more than their color alone? β
βΒ I still want to kiss you. β
βΒ Heβll burn you down like wax if you let him. β
βΒ Did I not come to you on my knees with a kingdom in my hand? β
βΒ I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too. β
βΒ My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it. β
βΒ Nothing ever truly dies. β