Once, you said, “I want to win, but I don’t want you to lose.”
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. my dearest nemesis
My dearest nemesis—may we never make peace. Once, you said, “I want to win, but
So no, I will never let you win easily. And you would despise me if I did. You are the fire I set myself against to stay sharp
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.
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.
You call me rival. I call you the axis I didn’t know I was spinning around.