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Today marks our anniversary. They day we first kissed. I still get butterflies whenever I think of it, your lips on mine. It was awkward for a minute after but we got the hang of it. Your stoic exterior became mush, it became a beautiful cacophony of sound and color. All for me to enjoy. Your love was like a gift, perfectly picked and wrapped. Everytime I unwrapped it I felt giddy, child-like naivety and excitement. I could only wonder now, did I ever make you as happy as you made me? Without you here I live without the reassurance you always offered in my time of need. Without you here I live in a cold empty world. Grey's and blacks all mixed together in ugly sculptures I have to navigate and protect myself against. But you did leave me with something, a beautiful thing. A bright beacon for my despair, a child. The child you conceived and you birthed, I now look and take care of. I wouldn't have it any other way. They have your face, your smile, your laugh and giggle. Though leaving me with this beacon of hope, you left me with a responsibility. A responsibility to protect and care for. This task I will never fail. This is all for you my darling. Rest eternally, now and forever. I love you.
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Tis from the pov of my character Akinobu
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