Sticks and stones might bruise my bones, but these rules are guaranteed to break me.
The Romans have a famous saying: 'The stars incline us; they do not bind us.' The words hold so much weight and importance they're stained on my skin—just like she is.
The ink may not be visible, but the binds are indisputable, pulling me back to her like a rough tide. Impossible to leave.
However, time has proven, free will or not, it will take more than bending the rules to be with her. It will require breaking them.