25.03.2023 2:12 AM
(Billy's POV)
In the quiet expanse of the night, I find myself ensnared in another sleepless episode, reluctant to escape the refuge of my bed. Once more, he pervades my thoughts, an omnipresent specter.
I loved him.
I loved him.
I... love him.
It has been almost three months since...
He persists in every fiber of my existence, an occupant of relentless contemplation.
Him. Him. Only Him...
His infectious smile, an illuminating force in my world.
His gentle hands, a source of solace.
His crescent eyes, outshining even the stars.
His beauty mole beneath the right eyebrow, a source of delightful dizziness.
His intoxicating scent, inducing a delightful madness.
His touch, a paradoxical blend of hellfire and heavenly allure, enticing despite the searing flames.
His lips... oh, those sensuous, luscious lips that tempt me to sin.
I want him.
I need him.
I crave him.
I...
Yet, he was never mine. He is a mere contemplation, a fantasy, a mystery. In the past two years, I immersed myself in the language of Braille, hoping to decipher him, unaware that he was inscribed in Morse code. Perhaps, that unwitting misstep led me to lose him...
...without ever truly possessing him.
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2 AM thoughts about HIM
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