“Darling heart, I loved you from the start.”
( STARTERS ) // accepting
never could it have been imagined that this bellicose war-hawk could ever know the dove’s serenity, for the war-mongering attitude she was once reared upon made her seem devoid of any gentle touch. again, erzsébet has proven the masses so entirely wrong. a palm glides with ease against ivory cheekbones, locks of brown ever so gingerly seized between callused fingertips, and forested hues speak of nothing apart from the DEVOTION & ADORATION for him that she somehow couldn’t ever seem to voice well enough …
‘ — and my biggest regret will always be not having loved you sooner. ’ rose-tinted lips curve into the most tranquil smile whilst she simply beholds him in her gaze, the glittering bank of the danube beside them now completely past recollection. ( in this moment, you are more HUMAN than you have ever been. ) ‘ i hope the years ahead will be all the more loving to us, my dear. ’