Disclaimer; I don't own Red vs Blue. Written for the lovely and talented Peeta the Frosting Prince, as a very, very late birthday present. Sorry for the wait, ma cherie~
Thanks to UnnaturalKetchupTaco for the Beta. You are a lifesaver.
Artificial
They are
A lie
Well crafted,
Well polished,
Well hidden.
She
in the mind
Of a broken man
That needs her voice.
He
In the thoughts
Of a thief
Who needs his eyes.
She crafts words
And colors
the sky
As they lay awake
Beneath the stars
Longing
For closeness
Nearness
Wholeness.
He perfects plans
And smooths out
Frayed nerves
As they run
Through the night
Running
From pain,
From fear,
From home.
She comforts him
When the madness comes
And she tells him
Of her family;
Of the logic,
And the anger,
And the Alpha.
He warns him
When danger arrives
And he teaches him
How to fight
To maneuver
To survive.
She longs to hold him
When he cries against the pain.
And he longs to help him
When the bitterness wells up.
But
They have no arms
With which to comfort
And they have no eyes
With which to cry.
There is no breath
For him to breath
Into his broken body.
And there is no song
For her to heal
His shattered mind.
And while the two
May be
A lie
They are
By no means
Artificial.
