My dearest lover,
I have a flower growing inside of me. What kind of flower? I don't know. All I know is that its seeds have been planted inside of me long ago, but now, I can finally feel it bloom....all thanks to you
You planted it inside of me, you know? My darling, you fell in love with me and that was, when I bloomed. In what way? It's totally up to you. The way, you will interpret it doesn't really matter because I am only writing this to get the thoughts out of my head and express all the gratitude, that is filling me to the brim, when you hold my hand.
I have never felt so blessed before. I don't care what you say about yourself, but I know the truth and the truth is that you are the most wonderful person, that I have met on my path. When your lips touch my forehead, I feel like I have been kissed by an angel. Well, you actually are my angel. You guard me and protect me from all the horrible things you've seen and I will never be able to thank you enough for that.
I have never seen the flower, mentioned above, nor that I will ever see it, but I am sure, that the petals will be of a fiery shade just like your hair with a hint of never-ending azure blue like your eyes. Oh, your eyes...My heart flatters, when I remember your face and the devoted, loving look, that you have in your gaze, when you look at me. Only if you knew, how this makes me feel. My love, I am the luckiest woman in the universe to have you.
I feel how it has already grown its stem, stamens, petals and now, all of this is touching my insides, creating a ticking, but gentle sensation, that I can only compare to the touch of your hair to my skin. I know, that I am probably worshipping you too much, but I can't help it, my dear. It's all your fault for you made me fall in love with you so I am completely helpless in this situation. I am repeating it again, I know, but I also know, that never will you ever be angry at me, just like I will never be angry at you. Seems like this emotion has simply became unknown to me ever since the moment, when our hands touched for the first time.
I may sound a little foolish, speaking about that unknown flower, but I don't care. We are all fools in love, who can't help, but obey the feeling of devotion to our loved one. We are helpless and so am I, of course. I am completely helpless because of my love. You filled my mind and heart and now, I can't get rid of it, but I am not even trying to.
Some people are comparing love to the cage. I know, that probably, I was just blessed by you so that I haven't experienced it, but I just wanted to say, that if it really is a cage, then I don't mind it. After all, we are both locked inside of it with each other.
My dearest lover...thank you. I know, that no words will ever be enough, but I can't help, but want to say it. Thank you, my love, for all the things, that you've ever done to me. You are my sun, my moon, my light, my muse, my whole life. I am so thankful to you, that even though I have never restricted you, you still stayed with me, proving me your loyalty this way.
Finally, I will answer the question, that has probably been in your mind all the time, when you were reading this: what is that flower, that I am talking about? My dear...this flower has a name. It's happiness. After years of fighting with the disorder, that you already know about, I am finally able to feel the complete happiness and this is all your merit. You changed me. Little by little, you were changing me ever since I knew you, leading me slowly to the path of happiness. With your love, you planted the seeds of this unknown before this moment emotion and were growing them leisurely.
I can finally breath freely, now that chains of the tantalizing sadness do not weigh me down anymore and with this delicate flower of happiness inside of me, I stay protected from that agony until I give my last breath.
Thank you, Chuuya
Forever yours,
(Y/N)
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I am working on improving my writing so don't forget to vote or comment if you liked the chapter :3
This is weird, but I kinda like how it turned out.
Also, I noticed, that I tend to write better when I'm sad/stressed or was like that recently
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