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How will the stars tell our story? Not by the times that it took, I hope, but rather as two hearts drawn closer with every encounter, enough to make a universe of their own. #sheith
All I want is your love wrapped around my heart and your hands upon my ________
(a not-so-serious Sheith poetic rambling, shiro's gay panic addition)
How many songs have been sung, stories told about all the ways a heart can break? This started with one of those, but from here on, it's the story of how we found our hearts again. #sheith
When Fate severed our thread, I unraveled my heart just to make another one. #sheith
We are two souls intertwined, you and I. But it is not yet time for us to become a story told through constellated legends. For you are not only part of my history. You remain as my present, and I will bring you into our future. #sheith
You are a walking apocalypse, set on our demise. All because of a forgotten heart and a forgotten dream, things that slipped through your hands like sand in Time's sieve.
Even so, I want to save you. That heart you forgot beats in my chest, after all. #sheith
I didn't know loneliness until I had begged every star for some sign of you. Every night the same hope passed to a new point of light. An entire year spent in their silence and that hollow ache of missing you. #sheith
When you talked of freedom, it was with your gaze on the skies, your heart a starshot away. When I thought of freedom, my eyes always found themselves searching for you.
And then, one day, I saw that you were looking at me. #sheith
How do you exist in the nothingness? Without you, I cannot even hear my own heartbeat. #sheith
This is not about the wishes the stars forgot or the destinies abandoned by the universe. This is the story of your heart, and all the steps I took to bring it back to you. #sheith