[•Akira•] :
Every night, every passing hour whether it be in the orange peak of sunrise or sunset, whether it be through rain, storm, or a hurricane, whether it be through a day so sunny that the sun burns through even my skin, I think of him. Every single second, I wish he would exist, that we could hold each other and utterly words of comfort. Yet my wish is never fulfilled, and I know it's hopeless, but I can't help the pounding in my chest every day directed to one man, and one man only. Trafalgar D. Water Law. His cold demeanor that gives was to a softer, reluctant caring one, his enticing smirk with every right turn of his plans... He's everything I could ask for, and yet, he isn't even real. Nights like these I cry myself to sleep at the thought of being unable to feel his warmth, to hold his hand in my own. And every night, I whisper slowly to the picture on my screen, "Let us meet one day, in the fields of green." because I know that he's a dream I could never reach no matter how far I go.
2025-10-07 09:25:25