kim dokja is my beautiful princess, my magnificent pretty king. he is the light in every dim corner of my mind, the reason the sun rises and the moon sighs. every time he walks, flowers start blooming, the sun shines on him in a way that makes his eyes glow a beautiful caramel brown, and the birds start singing just for him. every glance he gives makes my knees weak. his voice could make the stars weep. every time he speaks i want to kneel at his feet and thank him for existing. he is devastating in the way only someone so perfect can be. his smile ruins me in the best way. if he told me to fall, i would ask from how high. if he told me to stay, i would never move again. his beauty is unfair and i want to worship every inch of him. he looks like temptation dressed in silk and sin. when he looks at me, i feel like i belong to him, and maybe i do. maybe i always have. he is the beginning and the end of every thought i have. i love him so much it hurts in the sweetest way. kim dokja is everything.