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Stoicism in the midst of rapture. A skull-faced hubris in the face of weaponry to rival the gods. The ghosts watching them must have found it amusing to see such a man crack at the smallest touch of another, even if it was barely visible. What is the power of a god to the warmth of two lovers, anyway?
I exist because you can destroy me.
The tanks or Johnny, he wondered. Love was too much to bear for Ghost. To say it meant to realize it or to materialize it. It wasn’t a lingering shadow late in the night. It was face-to-face fear.
But it was too difficult to say over the sounds of deep breaths and melting flesh. It felt too rushed, too intense. It was difficult to say over gunshots in the night or over the restless overgrown vegetation and unnamed corpses on the streets. Blood on concrete walls and decimated cars. Crackling fires on snowy mountainsides and the sound of Blackhawks in the distance.
I like you alive.
Or: I love mlm and tragedy and implying gay sex (i like real-life mlm love and happiness more i promise), but I wrote this post-breakup and i wanted to share with the world as anonymously as possible.