Disclaimer: I, Meihi Rei, hold every claim to this piece of writing.
It was happening again. That feeling. That force. The reason we can't start. The reason we can't stop. Tumbling, grasping, pulling, falling into the room. Into each other. Into ourselves. Anything to get away from the world. The war.
The war came. No one knew until it was too late. Until we where pilling the dead. Naming them. Counting them. Grieving them. Hating them. The war came. No one knew, not the teachers, not our peers, not us. No one knew until it was too late. Until the fires burned out side, and we were trapped in this stone coffin. We thought we where safe.
But maybe…maybe without this horrible thing. This monster lurking outside, around the bend. Maybe then this never would have happened. We never would have met. We never would have found comfort.
"Love?" I drag myself out of my thoughts. That roaring whirlwind of fire consuming me. He's speaking, speaking only to me. "My love, look at me"
My head turns, I was never strong, and I never could resist him. "Yes?" I cannot say his name here, this is our place. Our sanctuary and I will not defile it.
Our lips meet, tender, loving, caring. "My love, stay with me"
His hand moves down my face. I lean into his caress. Eyes closed melting into him, melting into me. My hand moves, mirroring him. His face turns and kisses the side of my hand. I do the same. There is no more need for words. No need for names that tie us to the war we ever consented to. We are lovers. We are one. We are at peace.
