There she is. My Dahlia. Isn't she pretty? Just look at how she outshines the others—like a star in the night sky. Up on stage, moving with grace and confidence. How could you not admire a lady like her? How could you not feel the urge to treat her as gently as a fragile flower? My Dahlia, I wish you could see how much you truly mean to me. I can only show my true emotions while you're on stage, admiring you from a distance. I can only imagine the feeling of you running into my arms to find comfort and warmth after performing in front of a crowd. But I'll simply wait until the right time comes. Just know that I'll be here, watching you reach your dreams. For now, I can only admire my beloved from afar—my dearest Dahlia. - ms. kae [06.12.26] note: I based this on a post I saw on TikTok. It had a theme "the beauty of watching someone you love perform." I thought I'd write it in a yearning way. Will upload a female POV soon! 🩷🩷