sometimes she thinks that they're the stars, destined to burn bright but burn quick.
or maybe they're more of the candle variety, where they can be hauntingly beautiful, deadly even, and yet able to be snuffed out with a single breath.
she hurts inside oh so much because she knows she would do anything for him and she's not sure whether he'd do the same for her despite the murmurs of comfort and love and togetherness he mumbles every night into her hair, because she's seen how he's treated the other girls he dated but he said that she was his soul mate and doesn't that mean something?
but she doesn't know because it's just talk and she once hurt inside because of word words words that pierced her soul and made her feel like a nothing and worthless and insignificant but she's moved past that and she's strong now.
fight me, bitches.
she doesn't know if they can conquer the world together but it's still better than apart, and they damn well are still going to try because he's the ice king and she's the golden queen.
they'll make and destroy everything in their paths until they burn out and their flame dissipates but until and even then they're not going out without a fight.
the world should bloody well know that they're indomitable forces that can't and won't be conquered because they're them and oh so wrong but still oh so right.