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chien_rouge525It was love at first sight.
For such a thought to pass through the mind of a young master, it was unbecoming of me.
A cliche expression, yet it was the only one I could think of.
I had enough of my life. He became my escape.
He seeks for company, I yearned for his love.
He was my friend. My brother. My first love.
He was just too far. He was beyond who I was.
I stood there, waiting for him.
His precious hand so close to mine.
But he did nothing.
But I did nothing.
For such a thought to pass through the mind of a young master, it was unbecoming of me.
A cliche expression, yet it was the only one I could think of.
I had enough of my life. He became my escape.
He seeks for company, I yearned for his love.
He was my friend. My brother. My first love.
He was just too far. He was beyond who I was.
I stood there, waiting for him.
His precious hand so close to mine.
But he did nothing.
But I did nothing.