I am at lost for words. There is something both haunting and mesmerizing about a love that exists in extremes. One that refuses to stay within the boundaries of what is right, moral, or even human. In this chapter, devotion is no longer gentle or nurturing; it becomes a quiet spear that strucks you over and over waiting for someone to seek refuge to. To love someone so deeply that you erase the existence of anyone who dares to come close to them… it is terrifying, yet it holds a strange, tragic beauty. What makes it even more painful is the imbalance. One heart burns with an intensity that could set the world ablaze, while the other remains distant, steady, loyal, but never quite reaching the same depth. It’s not rejection, but it’s not love in the same way either. And somehow, that makes it hurt even more. Because devotion, when unmatched, slowly turns into something lonely.
I am at lost for words. There is something both haunting and mesmerizing about a love that exists in extremes. One that refuses to stay within the boundaries of what is right, moral, or even human. In this chapter, devotion is no longer gentle or nurturing; it becomes a quiet spear that strucks you over and over waiting for someone to seek refuge to. To love someone so deeply that you erase the existence of anyone who dares to come close to them… it is terrifying, yet it holds a strange, tragic beauty. What makes it even more painful is the imbalance. One heart burns with an intensity that could set the world ablaze, while the other remains distant, steady, loyal, but never quite reaching the same depth. It’s not rejection, but it’s not love in the same way either. And somehow, that makes it hurt even more. Because devotion, when unmatched, slowly turns into something lonely.