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Sleepless disaster
I went out to dinner with the Angel's twin... The Boy. He was wonderful, sweet and innocent and fragile, just like the Angel. It made my heart ache, I wanted my Angel back. Being with the Boy has so far been fun and exciting, but now it is becoming painful. He reminds me of his brother so much I cannot take it. It might be his illness now, that distinct radiance of young cancer patients. His thin hands, the look in his eyes... It was painful and I could not handle it as he was so close to my Heaven... But it was all fake, it was the boy, not the Angel.
The Boy decided to treat me to a fun night, and took me to the movies in London, to see one nice gay film... He was sweet, he lay his beautiful head on my shoulder while his hands were working on relaxing every muscle in my body. It was an intimate moment that I have been missing... and I could only think of how I wish that the Angel was there with us....
After the DINNER and MOVIE we came home and the Boy was feeling ill, so I made him lie down, tucking him in, giving him a good night kiss, as if he was the Angel. Then came the big surprise of Tyler StMark being online. How I admire that man for all the things the Angel has told me about him... For his talent and his PASSION!
I cannot take it any longer, I have to go to see the Angel tonight...
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