General Vanrouge :
Words, words are just words, and yet each one of them pulled with artisty can manage so much. Syllables together, harmonic sounds to tag the strings of the hearts, meanings that resonate with our very soul. And yet, as I write this, I found my hand stilling in a total loss of words. Because upon such majestic sight, what even could I begin to say that hasn't already been said? What words don't sound like artificially made to explain what my heart yearns?
If given the possibility, I'd invent new phrases, new meanings, new sounds to simply express my love for him. What Silver gave me is a lot more than what Earth itself is able to give. Looking at him is the mere need for oxygen, falling in love with him can only feel like a newborn just being brought to life and inhaling the sweet air for the very first time.
Air itself is peculiar, like Silver manages to do to me, it feels you, it restores everything, it's vital, it's life that surrounds us and something I, as many, can't live without.
And what if even comparing him to the sweet equilibrium, of what keeps our biological ecosystem alive, isn't enough? What then? Would Silver be the sun itself? Perhaps yes. Because no other star in the sky would create such a magnificent limbo like what the solar system does. No other star can keep us alive, no other star can ever think to replace the sun and maintain us, and continue to create a path for our dreams. So yes, maybe Silver is the sun itself, maybe he really is delicate equilibrium of life itself, I and all, can't live without. But again, words wouldn't be able to explain as much.
2026-04-10 13:04:19