Her hair
His eyes
Her mouth
His neck
Her shoulders
His chest
Her waist
His legs
Similar, but completely different
His fringe
Her eyes
His mouth
Her neck
His shoulders
Her chest
His waist
Her legs
So soft, so hard
His voice
Her ears
Filled with tones of lust and want
Broken soldiers from the war
A war that's just a story now
Used to scare children
A sad truth
Allowed to live out their days
Occasionally noticed in public
Still thanked for what they did
Occasionally asked by a reporter what it's like to live after the fact
They always answer the same
That they couldn't have done it without the help from everyone else
Remembering all their friends
That they wished they saw more
Each day they wake up
there's still a fire
A sparkle in their eyes
Reminded that their different
Not from each other
But from the rest of the galaxy
Even after the war
Even after they told the galaxy they were together
There were still only a small number of Turian Human couples
More common quarian levo couples
Now that they can be outside there suits
No more worries about sickness able to smell the flowers without a filter
The holiday season is coming soon
Maybe they'll see their friends then
But for now they have each other
No second guesses
A bracelet around his wrist, to symbolize a ring
Blue streaks across her face, The joining of the family
A black suit that's been through hell for her
A black leather dress that survived hell for him
And years down the line
One of them will die
The other will mourn and put flowers on the others grave
Wishing to be with the other
Friends will comfort them
But everyday is just another day without the other
One day closer to forgetting what his clan markings looked like
Or what her eyes looked like
Wanting to be at the bar
The one they told each other to meet at
Where they would fall in love all over again
Not that it didn't happen every day anyway
And one day the other will get sick
And friends will come around to ask them not to die
But they'll tell those friends
That it is the happiest day they have had in a long time
That they'll remember their faces
Tell them not to cry for them
Just to stay until the bitter end
Then they'll pass away
And the news will do a piece on them
A documentary that will be sketchy with facts
Focusing on who they were, what they did
Do interviews asking what it was like to be around them
Ask about their relationship
What they thought about them
What did you think attracted them to each other
Why did they love each other
Then The Alliance and Hierarchy will make big speeches
About how they knew that these soldiers would be great leaders
About the medals and accolades they have
About how relations between the two will be ever present
All because of them
And when the dust settles
They will be put in the history books
remembered forever
It will end up just being a sad story
A story about two broken soldiers
A story about how the Reapers almost took out the galaxy
A story only used to scare children
And they'll meet in the bar
Looking younger than before
Letting the spirits mess with there heads
Laughing, a sound so foreign in their days alive
But now it's a sound that won't stop
Not that they want it to
The love that was ever present
Still burns
His eyes
Her eyes
His smile
Her laugh
Eyes connect
Love infused
Two souls
Forever intertwined
Forever