spark 3

pain is the greatest of lovers;

bittersweet enough to dwell on it;

committing yet not overwheliming,

like a hug of broken dreams;

it haunts your heart like an illness,

only to leave the empty shell behind.

though nothing is eager like wrath;

passionate and consuming;

so caring to sacrifice anything for your own good;

the foul words have a veil of concern

even if they spill the blood of thousands of knives.

that's what Achilles chose where Ector left nothing of his beloved.