She didn’t just see His darkness
she saw the wisps of grey that danced like smoke,
twirling with threads of silver,
subtly laced with blue like twilight storms caught in motion.
She saw the shadows, yes, but also the hues
the muted undertones
the aching gradients of a soul not yet completely undone.
She noticed the fractures in the walls He built
the soft, trembling places
where the light was quietly pleading to break through.
To her, He wasn’t a storm to fear
He was a night sky aching for dawn.
And in that complexity
in that beautiful collision of shadow and shimmer,
she was utterly mesmerized.
She didn’t flinch from the weight He carried,
she welcomed it.
She held it like a secret between trembling palms.
His pain didn’t repel her.
It called to her.
A sacred echo that matched the aching in her own damned soul.
She saw Him not as something to fix
but as something to witness,
a living poem unraveling in dusk and darkness and fire.
And at that moment something in her simply yielded.
Her soul fell onto its knees.
Not out of weakness but because resisting Him felt like trying to outrun a tsunami tide.
He wasn’t just someone she wanted.
He was the truth her bones had been waiting centuries to remember.
She would’ve walked barefoot through every shadow of His past
just to understand the shape of His silence,
to find the pulse beneath His storm.
And when He turned away,
afraid of what she might find,
she only stepped closer.
Her love not blinding, but illuminating.
She didn’t want to tame Him,
she wanted to kneel at the altar of all He truly was.
She didn’t want to save Him,
she just wanted to behold Him.
She didn’t want to change Him,
she only wanted to belong to the spaces where He let her in.
There was no choice in it anymore, anyway.
Her heart had already fallen into his gravity,
soft and breathless.
She was powerless.
There was no her without Him.
She didn’t come to save him -
she came to surrender.
Because with him, anything less will always just be a lie.
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Cadrewolf2
03:35 May 06 2025
wow just wow