Koibito.
The world was filled with people like him. He was only one of them. He was a person, a boy, a piece of art in my eyes. How could I ask him to be more? I loved him and that is all I know. Whether he loved me, I did not know, for sure. All signs pointed to the affirmative. He came home every night, held me close and told me he loved me. But, how could I believe him? He sang for a living. He enticed thousands with his voice and his words. And, yet, when he came home to me, he would let me take him in my arms and resign his self to me.
I, Eiri Yuki, fell in love with a boy once. He gave me everything. He gave me his heart. I don't always know how to show him, but my heart is his forever. Now I am not defined by my profession alone. He brought out the man in me and he brought out the lover. He brought out the innocence in my heart by exposing me to his own. Now, as I sit here, enraptured by this screen and seeming unnoticing of my lover's presence behind the room door, wishing me a peaceful slumber, I know now. I am in love with this creature. This was my sweet, innocent, loving boy who loves me more than I will ever know and whose voice I could never explain how I or the rest of the world lived without.
The world was filled with people like him. He was only one of them. He was a person, a boy, a piece of art in my eyes. How could I ask him to be more? I loved him and that is all I know. Whether he loved me, I did not know, for sure. All signs pointed to the affirmative. He came home every night, held me close and told me he loved me. But, how could I believe him? He sang for a living. He enticed thousands with his voice and his words. And, yet, when he came home to me, he would let me take him in my arms and resign his self to me.
I, Eiri Yuki, fell in love with a boy once. He gave me everything. He gave me his heart. I don't always know how to show him, but my heart is his forever. Now I am not defined by my profession alone. He brought out the man in me and he brought out the lover. He brought out the innocence in my heart by exposing me to his own. Now, as I sit here, enraptured by this screen and seeming unnoticing of my lover's presence behind the room door, wishing me a peaceful slumber, I know now. I am in love with this creature. This was my sweet, innocent, loving boy who loves me more than I will ever know and whose voice I could never explain how I or the rest of the world lived without.