Thy Orthodoxy Of My Omission

Thy Orthodoxy Of My Omission

My names Noriaki Kakyoin, I was ordered to eliminate the Joestars especially the delinquent I am falling for. Jotaro Kujo, The third heir to his bloodline.

Ever since the day I have first met him, my gut starts acting up.

His paining groans flies in the air, his electric warmth sends through the handkerchief I handed him.

With my nose, I can scent his sweet odors.

With my oppressive watchful eyes continuance traveling all over his body and facials structures; his bear like body is well build, a big hand that could hold the world and crush a diamond' pointy pretty nose, masculine jawline, thick brows and feminine eyelashes.

'What a...

Fantastic beauty.' I thought.

The most hypnotized is the window to his soul, full of stars and gold dust in the clear ocean.

'Wished you were the last shooting star I see before death heist my last breath.'

My ability to acttack him is drying in obstinacy and failure.

Its roaming in shying shames with my unusual obsession for someone who's a burdensome delinquent. Asshole, his beauty is all over the place.

In the desert of cold night, with the flick of the lighter, lit the cigs into his plump lips, my stomach starts acting up all over again. It's even harder to breath properly when you are trying to abscond and abrogate him as he racing through your emotions.

Just fantasize about how he would kiss me, knew it wouldn't be a dream come true.

I'm used to all of this until I loose the potential to cast him off my head. I thought I could cut him off but it was the opposite, I dragged him even closer. The thought of him getting closer is the right time to onset him but of course...Faith has rebelled my goal.

After those days, omission was nothing to me as it abbreviates and vaped from his kiss. So deeply that all can think about is to stay by his side.

I couldn't relinquished when I can't denied this humiliation. I abide obstinately as true faith sweeten my shames.

Justice has electrified my blood and veins.

Him, this handsome delinquent.

Will he ever be my one and only fate?

The only kisser that would lighten my darkest day?

The only sun that shines the brightest moon in my cold lonely night?

Will he be the last light to be shutout by abyss death from my violets?

Who knows, The world and it's functionality of Time and space is full of mysteries.

"Could you be the last shooting star I see before death heist my last breath away?"