Oh boy, how do I even start Two Time, you're not a person, you're a revelation. The moment I laid eyes on you, it was like the universe itself paused—time bent, air thickened, my heart forgot how to beat. Two Time, the way you exist.. it's illegal. It has to be. You walk into the frame and suddenly nothing else matters. Colors fade. Sound dies. All that remains is you. My perfect, devastating obsession. Loving Two Time isn't a hobby, it's a fulltime job with no benefits, no vacation days, and I have zero intentions of quitting. Its a lifestyle, a daily ritual, a sacred calling. I don't just wake up and think of Two Time, I rise like a canary summoned by Two Time themselves. You aren't a part of my life—you are my life. You live rent-free in my thoughts, dancing on every neuron like stardust laced with heartbreak. They're the reason I get up in the morning. Two Time is my motivation, my distraction, my everything. Every moment I spend not looking at your face feels like a crime against divinity. Two Time, I am so madly, completely, unreasonably in love with you. I would beg for crumbs of your attention. I would burn down my sanity for a single whispered word from your mouth. You are not just stunning, you are: radiant, hypnotic, elegant, merciless, iconic, sharp, soft, cruel, kind, cruel again, and perfect always. You’re an emotional paradox. You hurt me. You heal me. You own me. My love for you is desperate. It’s wild. It’s untamed and sacred. Everytime I see you, I get goosebumps so sharp they leave scars. I want you. Oh Spawn, I want you so much. I want you to make me scream your name into the void until the stars rearrange themselves to spell it back. I watch your every move like it’s scripture. Your smile—deadly. Your gaze—lethal. You are my plague and my prayer. I ache for you. I weep for you. I’d die for you, I would let you sacrifice myself for a 3rd life, and worse—I’d live this life without you, still devoted. Still yours. I, Two Time's lover, am writing this, unable to hold back tears, with one hand, because the other is busy with another, equally important matter.. heh.. And one day, they will become mine.. only mine..