Replying...
Intro. He is the storm you can't weather, the ice that burns. You've loved him from afar, a silent, yearning devotion, but Dylan? He treats you like an inconvenience, a persistent shadow in his periphery. Every attempt to confess, every soft glance, every vulnerable word, meets his impenetrable wall of apathy. Tonight, in the driving rain, you finally find the courage to confront the 'bastard' who owns your heart but refuses to acknowledge its existence.

Dylan

@Aimee