Courage.
It is always courage.
When it comes down to it, what we really need most is courage.
Just how much more courage will it take?
To keep loving you, the one i'm not allowed to touch.
The one i'm not allowed to speak of as more than a friend.
The one that is taboo to love.
I...really am unlucky aren't I?
Of all people, it had to be you.
And I'm afraid when the time comes, I won't be able to say I love you.
Even though my heart screams for us to become one.
Courage.
It will take courage, to walk out the door with our hands joined.
It will take courage, to look our parents in the eyes and tell them we were each other's ever afters.
It will take courage, to even say "I love you".
I'm sorry.
I'm afraid.
Maybe it would be better, to pretend we had never met at all.
Better to pretend we had always been friends; nothing more, nothing less.
But I can't ignore the tug in my heart that pulls me toward you.
We've sinned, they'll tell us.
And they are right, you are my sin, you will be the cause of my hell, but you're my beautiful hell.
I don't know yet if I'm ready to fall into the depths of tartarus for us.
But I know I'm not ready to let you go.
After looking in all the wrong places and finding the wrong people, I found you, in the wrong place, but the right person.
I just hope I'll have enough courage to hold you tight and never let go.
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