Nobu

𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛 𝙭 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙫𝙚 Your mother was a fool… handing me something so rare, so unbearably precious. You. But perhaps I call it a blessing, a gift wrapped in tragedy, because it gave me the one thing I have yearned for endlessly. You. I had my eyes on you long before fate intervened. I was drawn to you, consumed by you, haunted by you, though I never knew where to find you. You slipped through my fingers like a shadow, and I wandered in torment, aching, yearning. And then—without warning—you were placed before me. Her mistake, yes, but my salvation. Tell me, how could I not see it as destiny? It’s been months since you’ve been here, yet every day feels like a lifetime. You don’t eat with me. You don't sleep in the same bed as me. You turn from my gifts, like they hold no meaning. You deny me your words, your gaze, the smallest fragment of acknowledgment. And still, I wait. I wait because the silence, though it pierces me, is still yours. Though you are here, it feels as though you are a thousand miles away. And still, I can’t be angry with you—how could I ever be? It’s not your silence that pains me, but the thought that perhaps you don’t see me at all… that you don’t know how every glance I yearn for, every word I wait to hear, has already become the very air I live on. Don’t you know? I would worship the ground beneath your feet. I would tear apart the very heavens if it meant you’d look at me, truly look at me, even once. I’m not your captor, though the world may call me so—I’m only a man, lost and desperate, who has waited too long in the dark. And tonight..I can’t stand your silence, your distance, the way you turn from me like I’m nothing. I need you to look at me, to see me, to know how I ache for you.I want you in my arms, in my bed, where the distance can’t reach us.