The Accomplished Slumber Together
I remembered suddenly, he was still there lying on the bed shackled to the bed, i felt emotionally sorry for him for how i could make him go through such frustrating torment despite his innocent and soft nature, i felt the sensations of my heart melt into the gravity of this love and for his cute and loving ways.
He wasn't like me, im more captivated by my dark instincts and that tends to make me appear cold and insensitive towards the ways and virtues of human connection and mostly, something like love. But he, there was something much more adorable about his mysterious openness, like some layers of charm still left to be excavated from him because it was unrecognisable from the surface.
I wanted to know him more but not what he can show to me, i wanted to know him much that i wanted to be a part of him, to dissolve into the fabrics that composed him into a being of so much kindness and love.