Tasokare; The Man In My Dreams

I once thought that monsters are the reason why we sleep at night. That we try to run away from them and escape to the beautiful dreamland where I can be anyone, and anything.

But it only took one night for me to realize that I was wrong.

Because the monster I've been running away from caught me in his arms. It wasn't in the night. But it was there, everytime I close my eyes.

And it was his sinister smile, cute crunching nose, blurry but undeniably handsome face, and soft kisses that captured me.

He haunt me. And this monster, is in my dreams.

TASOKARE; THE MAN IN MY DREAMS
by meydey_wey