Nathan is a lovely man. He is caring, kind, gentle but rough through fights and chaos. I think I can handle his pain for our time together. God would have us with each other for a reason, right? I found out Nathan likes to itch his hair. I've sometimes helped him to wash his hair since he has poor showering routines. I noticed that he likes apples perfectly, just like the way he is, and would always daydream looking at clocks. Any clock. He prefers wine but sometimes drinks cocktails. His hair sometimes describes his mood or how he slept. If it's messy, he had a good time. If it's stylish in any way, he was cocky or expressive. If it's just the plain-normal-way hair, that means he had mixed moods but just couldn't feel anything. Who knew murderers were so interesting deep inside. He loves rain at 10pm, sometimes even dances outside with me. It was a dream I never had in my mind. Being with him opened memories and places I remembered and made me happy. But..
I don't like it when he's mad. Sure being a murderer is stressing and tiring but maybe just don't vent it out on me. I'm your lover for god's sake. Just kill more bodies if you're mad. You're the reason why I have bruises on my body and the sisters and fathers are worrying about me. Why can't I have friends? Why are you jealous? Please, just forget me when I'm attending church, and I wouldn't feel so paranoid coming home. When I'm doing midnight duties, you would pull me away and make love. Which one is important? Sex or work? I'm a priest for the last time. I don't need your help, just kindly leave me alone. I love you, but I don't want you to talk to me when I'm busy. I'm sorry Nathan. You're looking at the wrong person with the right attitude to someone else.
Goodnight, By Evan.
10:42pm.
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