Feel

It started in silence—until hunger twisted through her, and stillness came alive His heart crashed into hers—igniting, a forge to survive He fled the grayscale of before—chasing a love only others get to feel She was made to burn bright—but for him; she’d rip the world of the rest of its appeal She found devotion in his touch—in the way he made her believe in, raw, real, and rife No magic, no fate—just two haunted souls clawing their way back to life