When you least expect it - Writing

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The thing about love is that it creeps up on you when you least expect it. We are all welcoming to love in any form but sometimes we feel we are undeserving of what we receive.

It is silly to think otherwise. The walls are crumbling and the end is near but what is sad, is to see the light extinguished before it’s time. Even more so, when it could have burned all too bright.

From the time sitting on the sill, hearing the tale of the King who sought his love, amassing an army and fighting against the demon king, a drop of desire feel into the palm. To be that King and more importantly to have someone like the King had. Someone who would wait for him to the end of her time, to love and cherish their relation.

Maybe that was why growing up there was nothing ever more important than love for him. While everyone else sought riches and fame, he searched for love. True love. Like the one from a fairy tale.

Like a fairy tale indeed, it was as he never found it. It remained a story, a myth, only for him. So many times, was close to it, but every time he reached out to grasp it, it turned into ashes. Sadly, he never knew to give up and things only got worse for him. So now, he rests, tired yet with a dim hope of something that might possibly be only his.

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