writing: Angelic

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I see myself reflected in your eyes and I begin to quietly wonder just how I got here, how I managed to discover a soul quite like yours. when I met you, I had thought I would never love again; so drained and empty from being fed off by a vampire that I felt I had nothing left to give, but you slowly proved me wrong. you took my hand and you lead me down a winding path in the forest, and despite the scrapes and bruises I gained from trips and falls, and despite how tired our legs might have been or whatever mishaps crossed our paths, you not once allowed my fingers to untwine from yours. your gentle but strong hold, leading me a long, showing me the beauty of the plants and the sunlight dappled on the ground as our feet left little trails in the underbrush. they reminded me that the nighttime is much gentler than harsh direct sunlight or stormy days, the reflective sunlight from the moon shining onto the path we were meant to follow, the stars illuminating your eyes and making your words seem like something angelic, something sacred to worship. sometimes, I wondered if you were an angel sent to me to teach me to love and be loved once more, the beauty of your soul so pure I nearly fell to my knees and whispered a prayer. sometime, we must have both noticed the red string winding around our hands and fingers and souls, tying us together and becoming a promise, proving to me your astounding humanity and making me wonder just quite how I found you. I'm ever so grateful we crossed paths, for without my guiding angel I would not have made it this far into the forest