GIRL'S BEST FRIEND đ
Girl, Interrupted (1999)
Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961)
Practical Magic (1998)
Friends (1994-2004)
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (2004)
If only I could show you all the ways you've saved me.
I loved you from the first moment you looked at me with nothing but quiet curiosity in your stunning eyes. You looked at me and saw me. Not a monster, not a spy, not a torturer, not a bastard, not a warrior. You saw straight into my core, Elain, and you never looked away. I loved you then and I love you now, and I will love you every day for the rest of my immortal existence because there is no one but you now.
When you asked me if I could truly fly, I knew I would never find rest again until I took you in my arms and showed you the song of the wind. I saw your eyes light, and I saw you yearn for the wind as I do. I wondered if you, as myself, had no true home in the world but the wind. And a miniscule piece of me, buried so deep down I thought it was lost, wondered if we could be each otherâs homes in that brief moment you looked into my eyes.Â
I thought the fates had damned me to fall in love with someone who was both a mortal and who was promised to another. And then I thought the fates had damned me once more when the Cauldron promised you to another. That infinitesimal speck of hope I had felt when you looked in my eyes withered.Â
But you showed me, time and time again, how to find hope in the darkness.Â
And now here we are together after all these years. Somehow youâve become as much mine as the shadows are. And I yours. I would say I donât know how it happened, but I do. It was you- all you. Your courage and your strength are what brought us here. As you always have, as you always will, you surprised me. You showed me- you showed us all- that strength does not need to be loud. Strength does not need to be bloody. You showed us that strength can be quiet, and subtle, and delicate, and soft. A strength born from courage, rather than force.
You used your rare, extraordinary strength and courage to show us all that we can define ourselves by our choices, rather than what fate has dealt us. You did something none of us has ever been strong or brave enough to do: you defied the fates when you chose this. When you chose us. And you will always be stronger than me, braver than me, as you speak your truth amongst a world of lies, defying every expectation that has ever been thrust upon you with your delicate, lovely grace.Â
That delicate, lovely grace, your quiet courage, your soft, unending strength- they have all saved me from the darkness like a lullaby saves a childâs sleep from nightmares. The exquisite way you move through the world is my absolution from a life of violence and hatred.
When I met you, my hands were covered in scars and blood. Now, they are also covered in you. And that has changed everything within me.Â
Your touch, your truth, your love, your light, have breathed new life into me. I don't think I knew what it was to be alive before you, not really. I have lived a long, long life in the darkness. Far beyond my fatherâs keep. A life so long and so dark I would have welcomed its end. I would have felt only relief. But now, against all odds, I want to live. Because of you. For you. With you.Â
You shine your light on everyone so graciously, so generously, without expecting anything in return. Everything you touch becomes infinitely more beautiful, more worthy, more alive. And the fact that I am included in that has saved me- unchained me- in every way possible.Â
Your presence is like the sun rising over a dewy field of wildflowers at the break of dawn, beckoning me to lay down amongst the blooms and become lost to the world. Promising me that I will be okay, against all odds. Gifting me with hope. Gifting me with a warmth and light that I seldom felt but often craved as a child, that I never thought I would deserve or have. You are what I always needed and could never find or ask for. But here you are.
Your touch is my salvation.
Your gaze is my home.Â
Your arms are my sanctuary.
Your heart is my afterlife.
There is nothing without you.Â
So if the stars and the Mother are listening, my love, I want them to hear my promises. To write them into eternity in the spaces between galaxies.
My beautiful, strong, kindhearted Elain,
I will protect you with every fiber of my being, with every last drop of strength I possess. I would shed my own and othersâ blood a thousand times over before letting any harm come to you. Though you have shown time and time again that you can protect yourself and the lives of those you love, you have my blade and shield regardless. They are yours until the end of my days.
I will care for you in every way someone can be cared for. Your heart. Your spirit. Your desires. I will make it all possible for you, Elain. Nothing is too small or too large. Ask for it all, my love. I will find a way to give it to you.Â
I will take you in my arms and fly you to the most beautiful corners of every realm. While no beauty in any reality could compare to you yourself, I will take you to them just to watch your eyes as you look upon them. For you have taught me how to find beauty in every corner. When I offered you my hand all that time ago, and you deemed my scars beautiful, you changed me. And it changes me a little bit more every time I get to see the world through your eyes. So I will fly you to those places, to watch your presence transform them into something impossibly more beautiful. To revel in you, reveling in their beauty.Â
I will support you in every dream, in every adventure, in every new leaf you turn. There is no version of you I could not love with everything that I am. There is no path you could take that I wouldn't follow you down. Choosing this you means choosing every you, in every world, in every lifetime.Â
I will sit in the garden and drink tea with you until we are withered and hunched with age. Until new borders have been drawn and new planets named. Until new history books have been written and new legends have been penned.Â
You have given me something to hold beyond desperate hopes. You have given me something to wield beyond violence. You have planted wildflowers in the darkest spaces of me- the spaces that held my deepest shames, my heaviest fears.Â
When I felt those flowers breaking through the dark stain within me, letting sun into those cracks for the first time in centuries, I knew. I knew your love and your devotion and your never-fading beauty of heart and mind and body had saved me.Â
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for choosing me. Thank you for saving me. I will spend the rest of my days loving and choosing and- gods help anyone who tries to touch you- saving you in return.Â
So let it be written in the spaces between galaxies. I will be yours until my body has returned to the earth and I am nothing but ashes feeding the wildflowers. Beyond then. Even when not a soul traveling the realms remembers either of our names, I will be yours. Even when the sun swallows the planet, I will be yours.Â
âi would follow you to the greatest peak and the lowest depth of this earth without asking why or how⌠because when all is said and done, and one day when they tell my story, it will begin and end with how much I love you.â
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