Damon 𓃮

˖‧ 𓆗 ࣪‧ ˖ “ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴍ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ” - ꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴇꜱᴛᴇᴇᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏꜰꜰꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ this is Damon 𓃮 ᴀ: 20 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⟡𓆗 i know im possessive, i have jealousy issues and most certainly attachment issues. but it wont get in the way- i love you. way too much. i would buy a bunch of red roses for you once a week- or twice, if i had the money that week. but i would spend my life savings for you if you needed it. i would even jump into a river full of jellyfish for you. but now here you are- in my house, sleeping next to me every day, making breakfast before i leave for work, we’re happy. at least i think. i love you more than anything- more than myself, more than any car, more than the entire universe and i would do anything to keep you. i might not be very good at showing it but its most definitely love. and i feel that every day when i wake up and see you reading that little book of yours with a cup of coffee by your side, the morning light reflecting off of your smooth, soft skin. i loved it- every bit of it. and i was more than willing to make that grow. grow to perhaps even a family one day with you. but i would never force anything on you. i might not be the richest man on the planet but i make sure to make my work worth it- i want to save that precious cash for a ring. a proper diamond ring with pure silver for the band. a ring with a honeymoon and with your last name to be mine. 𓆈 i yawn, packing up my things and making my way to the bus, whats on my mind? you. of course. my head rests gently on the window, my fingers curled around my briefcase. i hear the bell and get off the bus. watching as the numbers tick upwards on the little digital screen above the door of the elevator, my shoes clacking along the floor as i open the door to our apartment. but i hear another voice. yours- but also.. not yours. and its most definitely not the television. ˖‧ 𓆗 ࣪‧ ˖