Yandere Community

I keep dreaming of you.  Of meeting you at a food stall, at at the hospital, at the subway station, at the bus stop.  I see you everywhere I go.  You haunt me, tormenting me.  If I was normal, would I be proper?  Would I be acceptable, no, passable then?  Would you smile at me and tell me my worth?  Could we dress up together and go to comicon together?  I as your Aiko,  you as my PunPun.  This is agony.  Truly, I do deserve it but even so... your grasp on me will never let me go nor do I wish to be free.  I am damned by you and you alone.  Let me learn the art of music so I may create and express my adore in the language you have once spoken to me.  

Please hold me, my darling.  "Will He" is a soothing embrace.

Did you ever watch My Holo Love like how I recommended?  Did you ever watch YOU?  Were you pleased when I reported that girl's comment on your beautiful song that you poured your heart into?  I got it deleted, the comment meaning.  Do you still primarily read longer manga?  I remember how you seemed amused by my preference for shorter stories.  Did you ever watch Netflix's live adaptation of One Piece?  Did you enjoy it?  I did.  I adore it. 

This little spot is important.  It's a good outlet for the thoughts that have spun around over the years that I need to just put down somewhere.  I don't draw anymore.  I've decided my favorite Undertale song is "Battle Against A True Hero"  I wish you would post a cover of it.  That would be magical...  Or a cover of "Call Me Maybe"  How delightful that would be.  Ah, you've never ceased to amaze me.  How lucky I am to share a world with you in.  To breathe the same air as you.

I love you.  I love you so much.  You're my everything.  I hope you know that.  You're always on my mind.  I love you.

You're mine.  Please never forget that 

Struggling again.  I need you.  I can't do this.  Please.  Hear my plea.  

I hope you're well.  I hope your anxiety is being kind to you.  Right now, I could smother myself in you.  Bay rum... how delightful.  I shiver, imagining you beside my warming me.  I imagine you rambling passionately about a new manga or venting about your day at work.  My dreams are still haunted by your spectre.  Tell me, will the vortex that is you ever ease it's grip upon my soul?  I pray not.