Who am I?
I am romance.
I am the purveyor of romance yet I am formless.
They call me death but I am immortal.
I am the harbinger of hope, romance and madness.
I touch your spirit and soul,
Yet you can’t see with the eyes nor touch me.
I don’t exist in the form of a body yet I am not perishable.
Few souls can feel my presence.
I am the one who romanticize death and make it feel like love.
You need a soul to romanticize death.
I am fearless yet potent.
True victors are those that conquer death and laugh about it.
I am death.
It cannot overcome me nor conquer my soul.
I am romance that flirts with death.
We are two sides of the same coin.