Akira
The magnitude of his action is so heavy that I fall after him and stare the broken boy in front of me.
My heart aches at the pain visible on his face. His beautiful eyes filled with grief is too much for me to take in.
Oh Romero.
"I am a heartless bastard and I know I don't deserve you, Ray but please give me a second chance. I swear I will do anything to get you forgive me, anything. Tell me what do I need to do, I will."
The desperation, anguish, and longing in his voice nearly undoes me.
And it hit me.
The hurt I was feeling were mostly because of my own expectations. I was the one who expected too much from him and that is why the pain was unbearable.
He is not perfect, no one is but in my mind and without realising it, I portrait him as perfect. That's where I was wrong
