Just a little piece of my fictive record.Not anime related,hope you'll like it ! :D
It all started with a dream,continued with a strong wish as it’s proof and it all ended with this “scar” left by a fascinating person.
Flashes as ear piercing,tongue piercing,several tattoos,deep eyes,mature yet not,amusing,reliable,these are some of the characteristics I noticed on the first day we met.He came in my life in the blink of an eye,stroke me like a lightning,and then …
As he was placing ink under the skin of my abs,you could see his eyes getting more tired by the movements of his hands.Very tender. I’d fall asleep being led by a sharp and sweet pain,only because I felt at ease.I looked him in the eye with so much admiration and some sort of inner satisfaction,knowing that,being there,on that bed,he had no other way but to look back at me.
And so I left with only having exchanged glances,thinking of him already as a sweet memory that has to be left behind,carrying along just my beloved Sakura flower tattoo.
Without realising,I was singing my feelings out loud,I was telling everybody something even I couldn’t outline.In three days,not longer,I was let to know that a trivial thing,such as my mobile phone number,was requested.Now put that in words ! The fantasy has not ended,it could continue.Straight ahead towards a world I thought I knew,which actually left me stunned and reluctant.
And again,those eyes were set upon me while I was returning the look bluntly.We’ve met a few times,in the salon where the sounds of the tattoo machine was music and the alcohol and the cigarettes were the main dish,but nothing else happened…though I tried to not put just in words what I was feeling.
He would’ve been the first to lay a touch on my skin,however,the hesitation took control.At this one party,where things weren’t so clear anymore,we grew cold.Then the reapproaching was brutal,for he was not the only one doing it.
In the next few minutes I saw blood… then in the next half of an hour,I saw tears…weren’t mine .. I kept mine to myself.
The next day,my beautiful fantasy was not just the sakura tattoo on my belly,but the red stains from my white shirt,as well.They shut the jar my love is in,even now.
I backed up…
And decided to lock the box firmly.
Today … from time to time I remember those moments and I miss them a bit…his voice singing Vunk rings in my ears.
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