That was the moment I knew. Not love—something rawer. Something that doesn’t need a name. You are the fire I set myself against to stay sharp. You are the flaw in my mirror that keeps me honest.
We fight like lovers and plan like thieves. You steal my calm; I crack your armor. In every boardroom, every chess match, every midnight argument on a rain-soaked balcony—you push, and I refuse to break. It’s the only dance either of us knows. The music is a blade. The floor is a promise. my dearest nemesis
But tonight, when the city goes dark and our armies of ambition sleep, I will think of you. The only worthy opponent. The only soul who sees me clearly and still chooses to duel. That was the moment I knew
You were the first to notice me.
The war is the thing that keeps us alive. You are the fire I set myself against to stay sharp