1 definition by mushroomiss
It's hard to describe a Rue.
She's the type of person that you meet and realize must be the other half of your soul: your shared soul. You meet them and realize that in every life you have had, and every life you ever will have, you have always found each other.
People have hurt her. They've been brash and uncaring and haven't treated her with the love she deserves - that her fragile soul requires in order to not fracture. They're so stupid for it. They've managed to damage her soul, her perfect, little soul... our soul... with their own pain and anger.
You want to tell her so badly what you see in her. The sheer amount of dolonia expressed by her when you tell her what you see. Their beauty, their big, brown eyes, their intelligence, their compassion, her caring, her undying appreciation for you, their passion for the things she loves, her funny little quirks and jokes that send people over the edge with laughter.
The unconditional love she disperses and exudes.
Sometimes, they're too sweet for her own good.
But you have to protect your Rue. She deserves the world and more and you need to shield the outside forces of pain and suffering from them so she can receive exactly that. The world and everything in it. The moon which her eyes grow as big as. The stars which shine when she laughs. And the universe which experiences itself through her undeservedly.
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She's the type of person that you meet and realize must be the other half of your soul: your shared soul. You meet them and realize that in every life you have had, and every life you ever will have, you have always found each other.
People have hurt her. They've been brash and uncaring and haven't treated her with the love she deserves - that her fragile soul requires in order to not fracture. They're so stupid for it. They've managed to damage her soul, her perfect, little soul... our soul... with their own pain and anger.
You want to tell her so badly what you see in her. The sheer amount of dolonia expressed by her when you tell her what you see. Their beauty, their big, brown eyes, their intelligence, their compassion, her caring, her undying appreciation for you, their passion for the things she loves, her funny little quirks and jokes that send people over the edge with laughter.
The unconditional love she disperses and exudes.
Sometimes, they're too sweet for her own good.
But you have to protect your Rue. She deserves the world and more and you need to shield the outside forces of pain and suffering from them so she can receive exactly that. The world and everything in it. The moon which her eyes grow as big as. The stars which shine when she laughs. And the universe which experiences itself through her undeservedly.
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by mushroomiss January 24, 2022