Us Under Our Spells
My dear, my dear, good morning and hello! Wipe the sleep from your
eyes! See better the object of your future affections, my darling
valentine. Me! Let that crusty ocular sediment serve as the final rough
surrounding the diamond that is you, ripped raw from the Earth, blown dry by a noble gas and gilded with a touch of flare. Flickering to a flame it engulfs me until my armor has melted with the skin it protects and my bones are yours and your bones mine, I'm smitten and I'm sorry. The world is new and they all need to know, so I'm sorry but again, I am the love of your life, your valentine, hello!
W-Where am I?? Who the hell are you??
My love, my lust, you are in my castle and I am he who you will soon be smitten with too! See, I have potions that move oceans and all night to brew them and you to do it with and I’m getting ahead of myself. I love you, my world in a woman, forever truly.
Please. Let me go, I promise I won’t say anything. Just let me go.
I would, of course, if you were not you, but you are. I swear, to me there's nothing more special than what you are, and were and will be, and you may not so easily find eyes that see that so stay with me. Forever. Dear, sweet lover, I was a brute in another life and now I'm free and things will never be the same for fate showed me the real you before I could destroy it, and so smitten initially was I by you that I drank a mix of this liquid love to forever feel true what monsters as I never get to. Love, not false, and not only for myself but also for my new everything. Of course, you.
You’re crazy. You don’t know me. Let me go, please. Where’s Todd? Don’t hurt him, please, I love him.
I am high on the you of the past and present, and on the prospect of the us of the future, and I understand you can’t see it too but please understand that I do. Please comprehend the scale of us, and this, and the power of this potion to seal within us love that cannot ever leave. So your concerns are null - Todd is safe, you are safe, love is love and I am in it and soon you will be too, I promise. I’ll pour this into this, and then I’ll put it into that, and you’ll drink it and fall as madly in love with me as I am with you. And then whatever. We’ll conquer the world as villains, or serve as its saviors instead, you pick.
It doesn’t work that way. Even if we loved each other, we live different lives. You’re a psychopath.
We change by the second, darling, and how close I am now to who I was days ago is a question for you to answer when you become who you will soon be. Our union will redefine who we are but we’ll take as much of the best, and as little of the worst, and compromise will determine the rest are you at least a little into this?
No. I appreciate that you thought I was special enough for this, but I don’t want it. Please, this is crazy. Let me go.
Okay, you know what? I expected at least a tiny bit of enthusiasm. I’m offering immortality. Riches, travel, power. Compromise, love, affection, attention, respect, fairness, loyalty. All automatic and unwavering. But if you really, really don’t have the slightest little sliver of interest by now, then you should just go because I love you way too much to force you into living forever, possibly as a savior of the world, in this castle, forever. Do you really still want to leave?
Yes. Please. Let me go.
Just drink it. Drink it! Swall- Dri- Get it all in ther- Good. It’s done. I’m sorry but I had to. I’m immortal and I can’t reverse my potion and I’m not letting unrequited love haunt me eternally. How do you feel?
Baby, like a fool. Late to the party. Ready to dance.
Then let’s dance.
W-Where am I?? Who the hell are you??
My love, my lust, you are in my castle and I am he who you will soon be smitten with too! See, I have potions that move oceans and all night to brew them and you to do it with and I’m getting ahead of myself. I love you, my world in a woman, forever truly.
Please. Let me go, I promise I won’t say anything. Just let me go.
I would, of course, if you were not you, but you are. I swear, to me there's nothing more special than what you are, and were and will be, and you may not so easily find eyes that see that so stay with me. Forever. Dear, sweet lover, I was a brute in another life and now I'm free and things will never be the same for fate showed me the real you before I could destroy it, and so smitten initially was I by you that I drank a mix of this liquid love to forever feel true what monsters as I never get to. Love, not false, and not only for myself but also for my new everything. Of course, you.
You’re crazy. You don’t know me. Let me go, please. Where’s Todd? Don’t hurt him, please, I love him.
I am high on the you of the past and present, and on the prospect of the us of the future, and I understand you can’t see it too but please understand that I do. Please comprehend the scale of us, and this, and the power of this potion to seal within us love that cannot ever leave. So your concerns are null - Todd is safe, you are safe, love is love and I am in it and soon you will be too, I promise. I’ll pour this into this, and then I’ll put it into that, and you’ll drink it and fall as madly in love with me as I am with you. And then whatever. We’ll conquer the world as villains, or serve as its saviors instead, you pick.
It doesn’t work that way. Even if we loved each other, we live different lives. You’re a psychopath.
We change by the second, darling, and how close I am now to who I was days ago is a question for you to answer when you become who you will soon be. Our union will redefine who we are but we’ll take as much of the best, and as little of the worst, and compromise will determine the rest are you at least a little into this?
No. I appreciate that you thought I was special enough for this, but I don’t want it. Please, this is crazy. Let me go.
Okay, you know what? I expected at least a tiny bit of enthusiasm. I’m offering immortality. Riches, travel, power. Compromise, love, affection, attention, respect, fairness, loyalty. All automatic and unwavering. But if you really, really don’t have the slightest little sliver of interest by now, then you should just go because I love you way too much to force you into living forever, possibly as a savior of the world, in this castle, forever. Do you really still want to leave?
Yes. Please. Let me go.
Just drink it. Drink it! Swall- Dri- Get it all in ther- Good. It’s done. I’m sorry but I had to. I’m immortal and I can’t reverse my potion and I’m not letting unrequited love haunt me eternally. How do you feel?
Baby, like a fool. Late to the party. Ready to dance.
Then let’s dance.
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