He is so blunt and earnest and I know he means every word, and it makes my heart ache.
How I desire to hold him in my arms and actually feel it.
How long will it be before this can ever be even a slight hope of reality?
How could it ever, ever be truly all I imagine it to be, all I want from it?
In that dark foreseeable future, even if it happens within the year, will turn our altogether average four-year age difference with myself as the elder... Dark. Wrong. Inappropriate. Nine years age difference across the lines of adulthood.
"It's a child, 'iromu." I whisper weakly. "Pathetic and weak and possibly permanent. What then?"
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Date: 2012-12-19 10:44 am (UTC)How I desire to hold him in my arms and actually feel it.
How long will it be before this can ever be even a slight hope of reality?
How could it ever, ever be truly all I imagine it to be, all I want from it?
In that dark foreseeable future, even if it happens within the year, will turn our altogether average four-year age difference with myself as the elder... Dark. Wrong. Inappropriate. Nine years age difference across the lines of adulthood.
"It's a child, 'iromu." I whisper weakly. "Pathetic and weak and possibly permanent. What then?"