⏤͟͟͞͞ཌƙιɾҽɳ

꧁ყσυ ʂɯσɾҽ ყσυ’ԃ Ⴆɾҽαƙ ɱҽ, ʅҽϝƚ Ⴆʅσσԃ σɳ ɱყ ʅιρʂ, ɳσɯ ɯҽ’ɾҽ ƚαɳɠʅҽԃ ιɳ ƈυɾʂҽʂ αɳԃ ʋҽɳσɱσυʂ ɠɾιρʂ, ʅσʋҽ'ʂ ʝυʂƚ ɯαɾ ɯιƚԋ ʂʅσɯҽɾ ƙɳιʋҽʂ αɳԃ ʂɯҽҽƚҽɾ ʅιρʂ..꧂ Translation;You swore you'd break me, left blood on my lips, now we're tangled in curses and venomous grips, loves just a war with slower knives and sweeter lips.. Genre;Romance, Dark romance, Poetry, Enemies sworn to be lovers. You hunted my soul with a blade in your smile, Each wound a whisper that lingered awhile. Your hands wrote ruin across my spine, But damn it — I still begged to make you mine. You cursed my name like a prayer gone wrong, Yet our hate-turned-kisses stayed burning too long. Now we’re gods of a battlefield made for two, Worshiping scars where the poison bled through. You chained my heart with a gaze like fire, Claimed every scream, every shattered desire. I was never yours to hold, but you took me whole, Marked your name deep in my blackened soul. We danced through war with blood on our boots, Buried our past beneath roses and roots. Swore oaths in silence, then screamed them in sin, Lost count of the battles, but neither could win. You carved your vows into the edge of my throat, Dressed in vengeance, but kissed me in hope. We wore rings like shackles, said “I do” through gritted teeth — Two monsters made holy beneath a crimson wreath. Now every night, you lie next to your prey, And I sleep beside the hunter I swore to slay. You say I’m yours like it’s law, like a curse, Like the world would burn if you ever came second — or worse. From enemies born, through chaos we wed — Love in our veins, and war in our bed. You don’t just want me — you own what remains, A crown of obsession forged in my veins. ⟬As always. ҽɳʝσყ.⟭ (His name is Kiren if you couldn't read the Font.) (Side note, you guys have always been enemies, but fell inlove. Married.)