You can hear your brain say:
'How can you love someone
Who bathes so deeply in the blood of others?
The blood of those who steal from others;
Be it their rights, their innocence, and their lives?
Blood is still shed.'
'That's easy,' your heart says.
'Despite all the atrocities of this town,
There is some good in him.
And despite all you do to keep yourself polished and clean,
You have the same blood on your hands.'
-Why do you care about him so much? (poem no.1)
A/N: Hope you enjoyed this lil piece. I finally caught up with season 2 and became a diehard Kastle shipper. They have such great chemistry and a certain quality of trust and openness that I just love. You can find me under 'biglittlebluebox' on tumblr, and please go support my friend Mayura (insta: mayura_u tumblr: mayurawrites) she also writes poems and they're great, and she's got a book coming out this summer, so go support a fellow friend!
Finally, don't forget to leave a comment and let me know what you think :)