Noxan changed into his pyjamas ,they were white with a tinch of blue, like Sylas his soul so innocent and pure but at the same time a drop of the tear of the dark oceans was poured into it,the drama with Noxan and Noxans unnoticed influence guided the drop.
The stars flow like the rivere in the sky.Noxan looked at the sky and gave a weak smile.Noxan looked around to see if someone is in the near and talked with himself.
"It's kinda crazy how obsessed I'm with that boy,he means to me more then just my first love,he drags me out my ocean.When i think of him my pupels get big,my heart starts raising and my thoughts imagen situations i wish i could tell him without crying.
He is so energetic and so positive, I wanna care for him,not in a obsessive way but more in a silent warrior making sure his baby is protected,but i feel sad and satisfied how hard my want of protection actually is.I fear that one day I will become not just protective but assaulting.
I'm scared that i can't hold myself back and just hug or kiss him without his permission, I can't hold it in ,thus urge is smashing me.I can hold my body back,but not my heart,not my soul,not my eyes and worse of them my thoughts,what if i accidentally sexualies him in myhead?"
The moon whispered through the wind without a single note "if your worries get to big search the beach and blow into a seashell,maybe then the ocean will listen too you and help you out."
Noxan rubbed his eyes and believed for a second that the moon talked with him ,but it was just the noise of the wind wich his brian understood,the imaginery psychologis was for him reality for a second.
He answered back in a deeper and nearly whispering tone as if he was ashamed
"How am i gonna reach the seashell ln the beach if the ocean has me looked"
The night answered
"Seashell may exist in the bottem of the ocean,it just takes longer the find them,it doesn't matter if the seashell shined or seeeked darkness,it has the same whispers,the same structure,the same worth.It doesn't matter wich state you are in right now,the only thing that's important is to accept and learn,to realize that we don't miss our past,we miss the discussion we haven't made in the pass that could change or lives in worse or lighter stories."