Hardest part of life was letting your dreams go. His dream was to be yours. To hold you, to kiss you, to cuddle with you. It was all his love sick dream.

But how could someone as great as you, like him. You were amazing and he looked like a demon from Hell.

His skin was blue, same with his hair. His eyes glowed yellow and he even had a damn tail.

He felt like he was unloveable due to his freak-like appearance.

He was always insecure, he just wanted to be perfect so he wouldn’t be an ugly burden if you two ever do date.

The German boy had been pining for you for actual years. He was down bad for you, yet couldn’t even admit it.

He assumed you didn’t wanna date a freak of nature like him so he never said anything.

He wondered if it would be a mistake. He wondered if he’ll ever confess to you.