A cold degree whispered behind my ears, originating from the sleepy air; through the lightless-ness I could feel him, unknowingly, steal another heartstring of mine. Mouth opening in a vain attempt at words, I artlessly stumbled and exhaled a false alarm.
Like stars, his eyes were ever-present – an after-image, disappearing subsequently back into the night sky.
"Would you touch my face?" He asked naturally, consonant, even within the expected dissonance.
Those words attacked the breach in my perimeter – a loophole just behind the molehills in my system. I re-positioned, sliding gracelessly upon both knees, and attempted night-vision; our hips had ceased contact, but I felt a different connection – illegitimate, as it most hazily was.
Like a mercenary, the poise with which he conducted himself reflected a stark independence, though he remained flag-less. Unblemished fingers portrayed a fragility, or so I made myself believe.
"So I could know how it feels" The impatient silences had answered the question.
My wish came true at that moment before I'd wished for it; the fragmented freckles decorating his nose and the plains of his cheeks were breathable – close.
Sensitive to the make-believe wind, my intentions shivered silently. Like a slowly burning candle, I flickered with syncopation. The tan of Takuya's skin was evident, even beneath the pale, waxen moon, and a matte shine showed him to be healthy and of internal warmth – superficial, though, it may have been.
In my imagining, he closed his eyes; but there they were – analyzing me critically with loose indifference. My limbs tensed like a February chill; I thought it cruel of him, to subject me to this burying frenzy. He was a house of cards under-construction, and I was the chosen architect; yet the blueprints didn't stipulate that'd I'd sink this way.
Beneath, his skin laughed, but only with wounded tones.
"I don't feel anything"
A trick mirror – simply, he damaged me with his weightless words.
A trick mirror – but like he'd overdosed on emotion-killing medication, he was numb.