I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.
Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.
I have read my OTP fall in love a thousand times, and I shall read my OTP fall in love a thousand times more
When Merlin met his first dragon at the age of six, lost in the woods, alone and scared and crying, he met a beast with sharp claws and long fangs and slitted eyes whose wings seemed to span the entire sky. He thought he would die, then, and so he said, “Please,” without knowing what he was asking for.
He met grace, when the beast bent its elegant neck to the ground at Merlin’s feet.
He met grace, and when he touched the dragon’s skin, he met fate.
Sometimes, Merlin learnt, nothing was truer than fairy tales.
Gerard & The Watchmen | Stables
in this town and in these stables
in this field, or in this bed
there are marks, and there are tales
from the times you left me dead, left me dead
and the words slipped out
though I tried to let them go
now I fear and I love you
but I guess you’ll never know
oh, if I was brave enough for you
oh, then we would see this thing right through
lyrics // acoustic ver.
Gerard & the Watchmen