midnightandlfan
He doesn't remember the first time we ever met. I do. It's very unforgettable. Yet, he doesn't remember. He was forced to forget. In that place. The Tower Of Heaven. They destroyed him. He could've grown up to do wonderful things, but they broke him. I love him. I love him just the way he is. Ever since the moment I first saw him, covered in boood, shackled, sobbing, and begging for someone to help him. Even under the blood. He was beautiful. I've loved him all throughout our lives. I will always love the boy, Midnight.