Her every gesture, her every move, her every smile, her every gaze, threatened to bring his dead heart back to life.
Her laughter was music to his indifferent ears, her touch a splash of warm water on his numb skin.
Her tears would cut him open, unseen blood flowing out of his wounds.
Her anger would fill him with a joy incomparable.
Her happiness was pure bliss to him, something no God could grant him with.
The days they spent together were the best in his existence.
She was the blazing sun that lit up his entire life - his horrific past, intricate present and inevitably long future.
Her love was untold, so was his.
What they would share would be beyond either of their kind, beyond the laws of nature...
Perhaps, that was why she belonged to someone else...
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