Yet your beauty captivated me; love entangled my soul with yours, from which I couldn’t escape.
Red
When talking about romance or eros, we always think of the magical, fascinating, idealistic, stomach-wrenching kind of delusional scenes that I am sure we are all familiar with: Couples chasing each other in the field of flowers with a melodic pop song playing. Sounds familiar? if not, I’m pretty sure you have your own romantic scene that’s in your mind right now.
As a woman, it’s odd to say that my mind doesn’t function that way. Flowery yet empty words and prince-charming-like walks would never put even a slight amount of crimson’s on my cheeks—I’m afraid, I might not even flinch. Do you know what’s attractive? Authenticity.
Am I considered a freak if, whenever you’re on my mind, I never once think of anything but opening your skull? I would certainly unspool and sift it until I finally have a gaze on your brain, in which I’ll greet with a gentle kiss. Tell me, how do you do that? I am desperate to know how you alter my brain chemistry. How your words make all my neurons work together just to grasp every inch of it.
Meeting you is like watching a movie with an ambiguous ending. Thrilling. Thought-provoking. Hunting. Yet possessed a captivating beauty and irresistible merits: and from which I couldn’t escape.
If only Aphrodite has a male version, it would be you. Definitely you. Make sense because you have the same gene as her, don’t you? You, as well, was an offspring of Zeus. Well, even your philosophy seems like it was taken from one of Greece’s greatest thinkers. Tell me, do you have connections with ancient Greece?
—Red
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Writings of Red 