𓍢ִ໋ ۫ b𝓻i 宮 . ☽ :
osamu miya... oh osamu...the mere thought of you, face pictured in my mind, makes my heart flutter like butterflies are dancing. reading your name on a piece of paper or my iPhone screen maybe me ache—long—for your presence, for you to be next to me just once. seeing a picture with your beautiful face plastered on it never fails to give me goosebumps. there is not enough words in the english language, or any language really, that could physically describe my deep admiration for you. each day and night, nonstop, curled in my bed with tears streaming down my face at the realization that i’m my feelings are fated to be cursed. written by dearosamu. I would sacrifice my limbs for osamu miya to be real and to love me back, for him to hold me and me alone, gently. my love for osamu knows no limits, and is even akin to the concept of infinity. As I pour my heart out for my love, i see my vision begin to blur and tears begin to flow down my cheeks, because the thought that my love, my soul, my husband, my boyfriend—my everything—is nothing but a drawing created from imagination. but, I, will never stop. i will continue to hope, pray to the mighty gods above, that one day, our stars shall collide, our fate shall be intertwined.
2026-10-04 14:07:58