MirrorI think I'm prettyLooking in the mirror,All I see is meBut upon closer inspectionI see imperfectionsWhat should be thereAnd what shouldn't be.
APH: Sleeping AngelIt was a very hushed evening. The only sound I heard was our peaceful breathing. He was sleeping on his side and I lay next him with my elbow supporting my upper body, my hand against my cheek. The silent man beside me was resting, resting from the tiring activity before. I myself was tired, what man wouldn't be exhausted, but I choose to stay aware of this Japanese man's dreaming.Why? Well who wouldn't? I could stare at him for hours not eating nor drinking. He was all I wanted in life; he was enough to keep me alive, enough to help me cope with the uneven reality. The reality that me and this person can never be.I tired hard for months to keep that truth away from us but what can I do? I'm no god or lord. I'm a simple stubborn man. A man who would do anything to get everything he wanted. A man that only wants happiness. A man who does things knowing there would be consequences ahead.I'm no man for this kind-hearted soul. I'm just as sinful as all the bastards I've met. But this ma