For this world has withered and died in the palm of my paws.
I still search for the one. I have stumbled upon one that i truly like and hope to love in time. her name is crow.
she is a platonic. do I care?
honestly no, she is the one that has lifted up my spirits. the female that i can be myself and not change who i am. granted i like to change my clothes and impress her... well Valentines coming up..she isn't the type to go all romantic which represents the platonic side of her. one sentence seeps through my loving lips for her... "will you be my Valentine?" would it happen? i doubt it..yet i wish she would say yes. i hold my chances and take it slow.
well emotions take over, i care yet i have a hard time being this timid weird male that will express his emotions to you fellow furs. granted I am one to help but something tells me to ask for your advice?
what hurts the most? It was being so close to her.
Another day in this carnival of souls.