"Cages are not made of iron, but of thoughts."
... His gaze became like a bouquet of thorns, digging between my fingers, tearing flesh and letting my heart bleed there in front of his eyes.
I could only embrace the idea that a heart still so small would have to deal with a weight as great as love, only to find the answer to what someone once confessed to her amidst pools of blood and flames.
and that is why we will burn, each and every one of our feelings, when we cross her gaze, those waves wrapped in flames, her eyes, those that when falling into them you could discover the very universe.
We will burn without measure, her smile, God! that was my accelerant, to see her face light up with life, the farther I stayed away from her, the more alive and bright her star would be in my firmament.
"Your anger doesn't protect you, it only generates more pain".
I saw him caress her cheek, the one I never ever dared to desecrate and only dared to love her in secret, I felt I could not love her any more.
I saw him take her in his arms and tuck her in his room and I ... helplessly lying on a bed unable to do anything but try to resuscitate.
I was the one who let her go, who walked the other way into the darkness so she could live a life beyond the war, and I watched her disappear into the thick of my brother's arms, feeling totally and utterly lost.
How to forget you if you are in every tiny cell of my being, so close and yet so distant, like the stars in that universe we once admired. My days and nights diminished to fevers and hallucinations, Dietfried had allowed Violet to see me like this and helplessly I had to disappear again, but I could no longer disappear.
...
"And eventually you realize that true love comes down to the certainty of feeling safe even while being vulnerable."
the breeze of the field, the scent of the flowers, the sound of the birds, I had almost forgotten every detail, I slowly sat up until I sat down and felt the throbbing of the earth between my hands, then as if coming out of a dream, one of those from which you never want to wake up, Violet appeared, like the living wound stabbing my heart, knowing her close and yet so far at the same time.
The new and innovative treatments of the time were beginning to take effect, the disease was beginning to find its way out of my system, I could be around people without the fear of infecting them, but I asked not to inform my brother or anyone else in the house of my improvement.
Violet sat nearby, I felt the scent of her hair envelop me in an ecstasy that regenerated my strength, and again she returned to burn my insides with feelings that I wished today did not exist, but she was something I could not fight against, I had already escaped enough.
violet turned to me smiling, in her hands a butterfly had landed, she stretched out her hand to show it to me, and I took advantage of that moment to commit perhaps the cruelest crime in our history, to steal a kiss from her.
I let the breeze push my body towards her and my lips met hers briefly, I felt the electricity run through me and although it was an instant it lasted the necessary eternity in my mind.
Violet totally bewildered, she locked her eyes on mine covering her lips with her hands and I saw her blush for the first time, she looked at me not knowing what to do, what to say, not reacting.
"Forgive me violet" I said suddenly to shake her out of her impression.
again we were nowhere, like the day of the siege, like in the flames I declared my love to someone who knew nothing about it.
Drowning in her gaze, I knew that that stolen kiss would become her hell and mine.