REREADING IT AGAIN AND I’M LOSING MY DAMN MIND. I DON’T CARE WHAT ANYONE THINKS! THIS...

REREADING IT AGAIN AND I’M LOSING MY DAMN MIND.

I DON’T CARE WHAT ANYONE THINKS! THIS IS CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED AND HONESTLY ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MANHUAS EVER CREATED. THE ART IS STUNNING. THE PACING IS IMMACULATE. THE BUILDUP HURTS IN THE BEST WAY. THE STORY BURNS SO SLOW IT FEELS LIKE MY HEART IS MELTING PANEL BY PANEL. EVERY SINGLE DETAIL FEELS INTENTIONAL, DELICATE, AND DEVASTATINGLY PERFECT. I WANT TO GRAB THE AUTHOR AND SHOWER THEM WITH THE MOST LOVE AND GRATITUDE IMAGINABLE.

AND GOD, THEM. THEIR LOVE. IT HITS SO DEEP IT MAKES MY CHEST ACHE. IT’S TENDER, IT’S PAINFUL, IT’S EVERYTHING. I LOVE THEIR LOVE SO MUCH IT MAKES ME WANT TO SOB INTO THE VOID.

WHEN WILL I EVER KNOW THE AGONY OF LOCKING EYES WITH THE PERSON I LOVE, FEELING SOMETHING SO FAMILIAR, YET NOT REALIZING I’VE LOVED THEM BEFORE? WHEN WILL SOMEONE LOOK AT ME WITH THAT QUIET, UNBREAKABLE DEVOTION IN THEIR EYES? WHEN WILL I FIND A LOVE SO ABSOLUTE THAT LIFE WITHOUT THEM FEELS UNTHINKABLE? WHEN WILL I HAVE SOMEONE I’D CHOOSE OVER EXISTENCE ITSELF?

I’M SCREAMING. I’M UNWELL. THIS STORY HAS RUINED ME, in the best way possible.