Silver Chains | AI Illustration

──Silver is beautiful? I'm tired of hearing such pick-up lines.

Knowing that words can become blades, they still spilled out the moment I saw you.

This hair is a curse. The whiter it is, the more it draws strange looks, piercing me with their gaze.

To me, it looks like nothing but a
blessing draped in moon droplets.

Night is the only time I appear, just to hide. I don't want to shine.

Because I can only meet you at night, you become even more of a
dream to me.

Don't reach out. Don't come closer. This light is a
chain. It locks me away in solitude.

And yet, I find myself searching. For you, who spill
silver rain.

──And tonight as well

Somewhere, the same moon shines down on the two of us.

Afterword

Being called beautiful is not necessarily the same as being happy. That is the scene here.

I'm participating in the Silver Hair Alliance!

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