Having loved her for ten years, I only have these eyes for her. This is my last twenty years of wasted life, leaving her with a final farewell and a confession that can never be uttered and never see the light of day.
I'm dead, but I seem to be alive.
Abuse, be
Concept: Secret love is just one person's chaos. No matter what you pay, under the erosion of time, many years later, in her eyes, it will be just a lightly brushed page.