(A bit in the past- Spade during his free time in Eve's captivity) - Spade talking/writing about Damon - ___ “I dreamt of you again, After running off- after everything that happened, I thought I would’ve been able to let go by now. Alas, it seems I still love you. I couldn’t stop if I tried. How ironic it is for the being of hatred to love someone this much, right? …It makes me wonder. Is it selfish for me to still yearn for you? With the type of person I am, it probably is. I am not a good or gentle person. I never have been. Especially not in comparison to you. Someone who only knows suffering can only inflict the same. …Despite that I still miss you. I can’t help it. I miss you so deeply it hurts. I know that’s selfish, I really do. I’m sorry. You know, I still find it funny how I was supposed to be your enemy. It was literally written into our souls. Yin and yang sorta thing. And yet, even if you stabbed me in the chest, I wouldn’t be able to muster a single drop of hate for you. I don’t think I’d ever be able to. Which is funny because I’d be able to do it for anyone else just… Not you. Rage is supposed to be all that I am, I can look at just about anyone and feel nothing but that. But when I look at you, I just feel warm. Like everything is going to be okay. It’s strange. In my head, I still write poems about you, y’know. They would’ve been songs if I could still sing. I would’ve written them down if I wouldn’t risk him finding them. I wonder if you still think about me. Maybe not. Probably not. I hope not. I wouldn’t want to burden your memory. I’m sorry that you had to have loved me. I’m sorry I can’t let go. I love you, Damon." He never sent that letter, he didn't get the chance to anyway. Eve would never let him. He wasn't even sure if he would've wanted to send it anyway. He just kept it in secret.
Spade and his distorted perception of himself(he views himself as almost the exact opposite of what he's actually like) ART IS NOT MINE Song: 5469 - d2s1 Darmon belongs to @Atlas_the_planet
