#only lysa

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I am helpless in my love for you It makes me so happy to hear you call my name I am amazed you can resist locking me in an echo chamber where your voice reverberates through the four walls sending me into spasmatic ecstasy I love you because it’s been so good for so long that if I didn’t love you I’d have to be born again and that is not a theological statement I am pitiful in my love for you. I love you because I am afraid of the dark and can’t sleep in the light because I rub my eyes when I wake up in the morning and find you there because you with all your magic powers were determined that I should love you because there was nothing for you but that I would love you. I love you because you made me want to love you more than I love my privacy my freedom   my commitments and responsibilities I love you ‘cause I changed my life to love you because you saw me one Friday afternoon and decided that I would love you I love you I love you I love you

Nikki Giovanni

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Riverrun headcanon

Lady Tully’s death had been hard on her girls.

Catelyn played less and worked harder from that day on. Took a while till she remembered how to smile again, and it was never the same way. Cat’s melancholy was well-hidden, but not from her siblings and not from Petyr. They knew Cat’s childhood had followed her mother to the grave.

Lysa, on the contrary, had become even more giggly and cloud-headed. Her shyness got worse It didn’t take much of a “Boo” to make her jump, blush and giggle. Her judgment of people was never quite the same: she would trust every gallant men with a prince aspect, and fell in and out of love quickly and many times. As the years went by she stopped confessing her crushes to her sister, for the number of disappointments were shameful. Her decision to not been seen as pitiful by anyone consolidated with the years, specially by Cat.

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You don’t know what love is But you know how to raise it in me Like a dead girl winched up from a river How to wash off the sludge, the stench Of our past. How to start clean. This love even sits up and blinks; Amazed, she takes a few shaky steps. Any day now she’ll try to eat solid food.

Kim Addonizio

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Another edition of how many things can I possibility relate to Riverrun, I present to you:

Lysa’s abortion and forced marriage and Petyr’s exile.

There was a time when men were kind When their voices were soft And their words inviting There was a time when love was blind And the world was a song And the song was exciting There was a time... then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by When hope was high and life worth living I dreamed that love would never die I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid When dreams were made and used and wasted There was no ransom to be paid No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night With their voices soft as thunder As they tear your hope apart As they turn your dream to shame.

And still I dreamed he'll come to me That we will live the years together But there are dreams that cannot be And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be So different from this hell I'm living So different now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream I dreamed

- I dreamed a dream, Les Misérables

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By Daniel Gerhartz

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