He lives in agony, never being close to the one he loves most, never hearing her delicate balance
Yet powerful voice, never seeing the smile that is enough to outshine a sunset and make the moon dull in its magnificent glimmer, but everyday no matter the absolute agony and suffering he goes through, because he lives to wish upon every star in the perfect and brave women's crystalline eyes. He loves her and pains him self everyday, but true to turn the pain into gain, his spirit will not be slain even if it is drained, because she is worth every second of love and attention given, he is not perfect, he is not internally sane, and he is exhausted, but he is trying, he is excentroc, and he is not yet drained, but above all, he is in love