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Justice comes in red and white.
-silently waiting for all the Sinday posts. All of you are so pretty.-
My dearest friend... I hate myself for writing to you. I’ll likely hate myself more after it is sent. But I could bear the pain of not telling you. To bear the ceaseless pain of not telling you what lies in my heart. The truth is... I love you. I loved you from the moment we met. Your eyes, like deep blue sky entranced me day after day I became privileged to look upon them. Your hair flowed like velvet drapery, dancing like petals in the wind, capped with white like mountain peaks. I longed, ached to run my fingers through your burgandy locks, to feel your soft, sun-kissed skin. In my hands, and against my skin. I melted into you, begging to become one. Forever and always. I craved you. Longed to be close to you. Even as we slayed giant beasts and sang songs of our tales to all who would listen, I took pride knowing that I was doing it with you. Because without you, it meant nothing. All the accolades, the glory, the tales,... it meant nothing without you to share it. But... now you’re gone. Gone from my life. You sought new horizons, new frontiers, new friends to share your prowess. And I was left behind... to soak the bars of Limsa with my tears. That was pain enough,... but then you found another.... And knowing that hurts the worst. I do not think ill of you. Gods know that’s impossible. My soul is dead, for you have taken it. My heart is broken, and you have half. I have no muse, for it has gone from me. You are a part of me: a part that I can never take back. I cannot love another, for my love is still for you. It is unending, unceasing, undeniable. My love permeates all I do, all I think. I see you in the rivers. I see you in the night sky. I see you in my drink. In my dreams. In my soul. My very being is stained with you. And no waters can wash it away. This pain is forever mine. To bear. To carry.... To cherish. I will not ask for your return. I am not going to come after you. I only wish you to know the truth. And to know if you ever felt the same for me as I did for you. This love will kill me. Like a knife in the back of my soul. There is no cure for this love. Only ale to kill the pain. It is only for the Twelve to say if it kills me before the drink. -Your friend, A’vette.
Divine Veil
Yet another sweetiebutt approaches! A very close friend from Tumblr made an alt on Excalibur! Bee and I have grown so close in the past few weeks, and I’m so happy to call her a friend. Do her a big favor and go follow her blog @punchycatte. She’s a sweetheart and she deserves it.
I am the shield, the bastion for the weak I am the sword, the edge of righteous justice I defend the defenseless I fight for those who cannot
In my opinion, Train's Drops of Jupiter is one of the greatest songs ever written, and it matches A'vette's and my musical style perfectly.