The internet had always been a sort of sanctuary for me, my own little world that stole me away from horrible people and incessant name calling. It always gave me hope and held the possibility to change my life, an idea that i relished; but never genuinely believed possible - I always saw people’s stories about how it presented them with a new lease of life and opened so many doors. But it wasn’t like that for me, I had my own little niche with a tiny community of fans to help me escape my then dreary reality - but it wasn’t enough to help me escape as much as I really needed to.
My community was small, so I usually recognised people who commented on my videos, the constant anonymous support that kept me sane - and I began to see a name everywhere: ‘danisnotonfire’ plagued my youtube, twitter and every other form of social media either he or I could get our hands on.
And so, after a particularly shitty day, I saw his reply to one of my tweets about Muse, saying that ‘Origin of Symmetry’ was his favourite album, and it made me smile.
Months later I began talking to him, skyping and texting him every other day. He didn’t live too far away so we decided to meet at Manchester Station…
I met him and I feel insane; how can you feel such a strong connection to someone after such little time?! I don’t know what it is about him, he’s so different to me but then again we’re identical and I’m very confused.
His voice fills me with a sense of belonging, he speaks in such an articulate manner that it’s almost absurd; but I like it because I like big words and I like him.
His eyes are ridiculous and kind of metaphorical of him as a whole, at a first glance they look gorgeous and dark and sort of empty - but the closer you get, the more you notice tiny fractals of hazel intertwined with the darkness; like melted chocolate: so addictive and once you’ve tried it - incredibly hard to live without.
Everything about this boy makes me happy beyond anything but oh my god his smile. His smile makes me want to melt into a puddle on the floor; his dimple and huge grin that I know he hates but is stupidly pretty. It makes me want to stare at his lips forever but i don’t want to scare him away.
He seems so intelligent, if his face wasn’t enough - his mind is the most wonderful thing, it’s so electric and he’s so amazing. I could listen to him talk all day just trying to figure out his complex thought processes and how I fell so infatuated so quickly with such tiny details.
I’m scared to say anything but I can’t stop thinking about his stupid smile and those stupid lips (why do I want them on my lips so badly?!)
He makes me want to sing loudly in the shower and dance around holding nothing back. I’ve always felt as if I was walking in two worlds, using one to escape the other feeling like an outsider to everything in human nature. But now I have him and I feel whole again, I no longer feel an all-consuming void inside me and I don’t feel empty. I needed to escape and he got me out; there is nothing I can do to thank him enough, I don’t know if he sees the way I look at him but he makes me happier than I’ve ever been and I don’t know what to do.
I’m scared and I think I might be falling in love.
He said he loves me. I’ve escaped everything I hated and it’s all because of him, it’s true requited love that makes me want to scream his name from the top of a skyscraper. He saved me and I love him.