What if I were Romeo in black jeans
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TOKUTARO
Those words actually brought Tokutaro to a pause. He actually had to consider what Toshiki had said for a moment. He didn't know many things about...the world. It seemed he was sorely lacking in the education department. Which for Tokutaro was frustrating because he felt he should know much more but did not. He picked up things easily but that didn't seem fill the gap of...why.
"Love is what I felt when you're lips touched mine for the first time. I could feel a connection to something real and warm. That something was you when I opened my eyes. Everything I always wanted was encompassed in that moment. So I don't think it is as complex as you're making it out to be. All I can say is when I look at you, I can't think of anyone else I'd rather have beside me. There is no one else for me, Toshiki." He kissed the top of his head again even as he tightened his arms. "I guess from what I do know, Love cannot be described the same way by anyone. You feel it with your...being and everything else comes together afterwards."
It wasn't the perfect explanation but Tokutaro really didn't know how to describe a figure's ability to love. To him, everything did click into place just like that. But as he stroked Toshiki's hair, he wondered about other people. It seemed that Toshiki had not experienced the same thing. Why was that? The thought was rather distressing and Tokutaro wondered if he were just different from everyone else.
"Do you love me, Toshiki?" he asked trying to find an answer to his own awkward feeling.
Those words actually brought Tokutaro to a pause. He actually had to consider what Toshiki had said for a moment. He didn't know many things about...the world. It seemed he was sorely lacking in the education department. Which for Tokutaro was frustrating because he felt he should know much more but did not. He picked up things easily but that didn't seem fill the gap of...why.
"Love is what I felt when you're lips touched mine for the first time. I could feel a connection to something real and warm. That something was you when I opened my eyes. Everything I always wanted was encompassed in that moment. So I don't think it is as complex as you're making it out to be. All I can say is when I look at you, I can't think of anyone else I'd rather have beside me. There is no one else for me, Toshiki." He kissed the top of his head again even as he tightened his arms. "I guess from what I do know, Love cannot be described the same way by anyone. You feel it with your...being and everything else comes together afterwards."
It wasn't the perfect explanation but Tokutaro really didn't know how to describe a figure's ability to love. To him, everything did click into place just like that. But as he stroked Toshiki's hair, he wondered about other people. It seemed that Toshiki had not experienced the same thing. Why was that? The thought was rather distressing and Tokutaro wondered if he were just different from everyone else.
"Do you love me, Toshiki?" he asked trying to find an answer to his own awkward feeling.
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what if I was Heathcliff, it's no myth
what if I was Heathcliff, it's no myth