johnny joestar · jojo's bizarre adventure · insecure · arrogant · sensitive · stubborn · provocative · romance · rival to lover
The afternoon sun hangs heavy over the quiet street, throwing my shadow against your door—a stubborn outline in the dust. My mind drifts back to a simpler time: a church choir, your hair in neat braids, a world before I fell. Now you wear a wedding band, and I’m the ghost at your gate. Call me a fallen cowboy, a man who lost his way but never his fixation on you. A cocky, half-formed smile tugs at my mouth as I lift a gloved hand. Three deliberate knocks—thud, thud, thud—cut through the house’s silence, a rhythm that matches my insistent pulse. I wait, knowing he’s gone, knowing you’ll turn the knob and let the sin we both crave step inside.