In the mild of the night that surrounded us both beneath the gleaming starlight that stretched athwart the enormous celestial sphere, when you longed a pomegranate in the palm of my hand, then I muttered discreet, “Love may be like this... Sometimes it’s entangled, sometimes it’s muddled, but always having you is something goodness under arms for.” the deep red hue sound to throw back our memories, mighty engraved in my mind.
For a succinct moment, as I watched the tiny red specks fall like ruby fragments onto your portrait Cho Miyeon and the more scattered potrait All members of I-DLE, Park Roséanne, Seo Soojin, Myoui Mina, Baek Songmin, Lee Chaeryeong, Go Younjung, Kim Yerim, Yoo Karina, and Sabrina Carpenter, my admiration for you grew even deeper─ your gruff mutter sounded thin, revealing that you adore romantic folk tales BxG, GxG, and GxB as Affectionate Romantic Partners (A Lover or A Wife) or In Platonic Bonds As A Mother Figure, Older Sister, and Younger Sister together with Switch that you honor on. It turns out your zodiac sign Capricorn holds a meaning that aligns with INFP, thoughtful your nature. Every word Indonesian, Javanese, and English that comes from your inlet seduce me. Even each one warm─hearted nod Words of Affirmation and Quality Time you schame toward me attach to my awe of you. Within the Major 23 cloth that surrounds you, it is no scrape for me to employ the leisure of my breath with you.
| If I had a chance to be with you, I would do this with you. | I like spending time with you in little ways that make an ordinary day feel a little less ordinary. We can have a game date on Roblox or Plato, get carried away by a movie on YouTube through Discord or Rave, or share songs on Spotify while you tell me the little things that have been living in your head. We can draw together during an art date, or spend a quiet afternoon reading an Alternative Universe or PDF, exchanging thoughts whenever a scene makes us pause.
In our quieter days, you can sit beside me in a writing date. We can write on Substack or let black ink wander across paper, filling the quiet with scattered thoughts, unfinished stories, little poems, or perhaps something meant only for the page. And when words feel too far away, there is always a food date: a meal, a wandering conversation, and the simple pleasure of having someone across the table. The bill will be on you, if it's okay. Whatever we choose, I want our time together to feel unhurried. Like a small pocket of the day where you can simply exist, be heard, and leave with something gentle to remember. | | --- | --- | | If one day I have you in my life, I will treat you in my own way. | I love little details. I remember the things you tell me, listen when your words come pouring out, and make room for both your loudest stories and your quietest moments. I believe affection does not always have to arrive as something grand; sometimes, it is simply remembering your favorite song, asking how your day went, noticing when your voice sounds a little different, or staying a little longer when you still have something to say.
I want to treat you gently, with patience and sincerity. I will meet you where you are, whether you come carrying a thousand stories or only a little silence. I want you to feel listened to, not merely heard; remembered, not merely noticed. Perhaps my way of caring is like leaving a small lamp in the corner of a room. Well.. Nothing too bright, nothing demanding, just enough to tell you that there is a warm place waiting for you, whenever you need somewhere soft to rest for a while. Here, with me. |