witchofwind

En: ok, what the FUCK is going on L: what? En: My little brother, pride, just had a dream about you. L: how do you know it was me? En: i know exactly who it was. it was you. explain. L: what was the dream about? En: lemme ask him. “Pride, what was the dream about?” En: he says it was like an old memory. That he was him in the same way I was me in my nightmare, and that he was fighting you. you were winning, but you were holding back. and then your eyes turned silver, your expression filled with pain, and you stopped fighting. and then he was yanked out. now, i want some goddamn answering, right the fuck now. L: you know,

You are the key foundation to my entire being and if that pillar is broken then I will fall. Into a million pieces I will become naught but dust for all to walk upon, and when time comes to an end I will be the first to go, because your pillar was not there to be my strengths when all else failed. You are my partner, we are equals, and because of that neither one of us will ever be more important than the other, you are special, I am special, my needs and yours are met in the middle. As a body cannot move without muscle, I can not do any of these things without you.