The following poem is written for a side couple from Advance Bravely (A Bl story by Chai Jidan) . Xuan Da Yu and Wang ZhiShui. ❤️😍.

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Why the hell do you need a small place in my heart , when my whole soul has been bought by you ?

Why do you keep on insisting that I should look at you and only you?

Don't you know that wherever my eyes are , I can picture only you in every face ,on every place. Just you and me. Like it is my only instinct , like it has always been like this.

Like it was meant to be. Just you and me.

Why do you keep stealing those glances at me with heat in your eyes? Why do you keep kissing me when you think I am asleep?

Why do you insistently keep kissing my cheeks withdrawing your lips when they hover over mine?

            Just a breath away.

Why the hell do you need to steal and stalk everytime to get all these little things?

Don't you already get it? Don't you know that you have already stolen my everything ?

Be it the piggyback ride from my brother , be it the money ,the clothes, the wallets, the watches, the flowers from my home that night, be it the watch I wore when you took my hand "again" .

Don't you silly idiot know ,that you have been the only one who have truly ,surprisingly , consciously and bravely stolen my very being , my soul , my heart , my body ,my mind, my desire?♥️

Yet you still want those silly materialistic things to get my attention.

Can't you see it? I let you steal . I let you escape. Only for you to return when the time comes , and to be in my arms again.

Can't you see it ,you idiotic thief , I will let go of everything, I will forgive your every damn mistake if only you could too ,only look at me.

Don't you know I am angry with you? Not because , you spilled out lies whenever you opened that silly mouth of yours. Not because you only know how to get money just to heal a woman who abandoned you on the day of your birth. Not because you lied to hide your scars , to protect your dignity, to save your little yet beautiful face.

Yes I called you beautiful. Can you hear it , over the sounds of those stardom folks, over the sound of those cheers full of doldrums,over all those criticisms and fears? I called you handsome too.

Hey you naughty little thief , I am not angry because you kissed that boy under the glares of lights and cameras . Oh no silly not. Jealous I am , as you wanted me to be. But no , not angry with you.

I am angry , yes. Cause you never told me your pain. Never showed me those scars on your mind and on your heart. I told you stories of my childhood. Let you see the grave i have opened for myself by letting a teenager boy's heart leading towards what should have been our humble  adulthood.

So why can't you trust me for real, for once? And tell me , the story of the heart that has been broken when you looked at your only hope , only light , your beloved grandma passing away , fading away like dust spilling through the gap in your small fist.

Why can't you tell me the story of the woman who never cared , never loved but only poisoned your loyal heart with vulgar words?

Why can't you tell me about this woman who left you in alms when you cried for the first time, breathe for the first time , just so she could get a handful of those dying drugs?

Why can't you tell me , your ominous amount of skilful jobs, odd yet beautiful to you, your extraordinary level of skill to theft , are all a pretence to save the woman in hospital bed ,counting her hours to death ?

Why can't you tell me , like a good son under society's cynical eyes , you gave up your all for your dying so called "relative"?

Why the hell do you need to go to my rival to sell the only treasure you never steal ? Why did you go to him to give up your only hope , you have so treasured? Just for the sake of a little money?

Money I could give you all. And for that all you have to do is say . And I would do it all. Put my heart out for you, sell my very being to the devil itself to give you all.

But why did you keep mum when we needed me the most? Just like all those time when you have stolen from me, you should have come and stolen everything. I would have never said a word.

But no, you went out of your way. And gave up the lighter you hold so close to you.

Didn't you say , although the lighter was cheap to me, nothing can replace it for you,? Didn't you say  you would give up your life before defiling the only hope I gave to you? Didn't you say you will treasure it like your own soul? So why?

It's not a matter of an useless lighter, not a matter of unwanted money, not a matter of my enemy. No it's not that. Neither me nor you are so petty. And I know that.

Its only a fact that I wished you had come to me and told me you needed me. And i would have sold my very soul in return for money if that was what you wanted.

  Don't you know I would give you all you       ever wanted?

I know I know. I am grumpy, moody, cared only for what I really liked (which without a doubt includes you). Anger is my second name.
But that shouldn't have stopped you ,not when you needed  me the most.

Why the hell can't you see that I care for you, cherish you , heart you too ?

Don't you know words became a scarcity whenever I countered you? No not all words though. Words for arguements are always at the tip of both of our tongues. Like you are made to say something that irked but deep down soothed me too. Like I am made to say words to make you look aghast.

Oh I am so sorry. Sorry because I can't say it.
But why should I say it when I could show you well  ?Why should these feelings be put to words? Why can't you just see what you really meant to me , in my actions ,in my eyes, in the ways you are treated among them all?

You can see from afar what others want, no doubt. But why am I the only one in your eyes who can't be comprehended well?

Hey you naughty little thief, notice this man looking at you.

And only you.

Notice me calling to you.

Saying in my every breath.

That I love you too .

~Xuan Da Yu to His naughty little thief.