MYRLEEN JULES

Heartbeat sparkles concerning a lantern amid solitary—midnight will sacrifice the entirety shepherd your heart's desire within the eerie night: MYRLEEN JULES.

INTRODUCTION:

Hey, my dove. Before you question why i call you dove.. i'll give you my full and clearest answer first. I see doves as one of the purest souls ever created. They fly across countless skies just to bring a letter filled with emotions, only to arrive with perfect precision. It may be someone with their window open, waiting for a love letter from their loved one. It may be someone with their window close, waiting for a love letter they think they dont deserve to receive. And i chose to call you doves because you are sent to me. And it will be my biggest pleasure to receive you. As you are.

You can whisper my name in the deepest ocean and i will answer right away. You don't have to call it twice or even thrice, because i will approach you just as soon as your heart say it in quiet. Myrleen Jules as you can bring it in your tiny pocket. Myrleen Jules as you can hide it in your deepest wish. You can shorten it to “My”. Or “Mine”. And even without call me that, i am already yours the moment you pick me from the garden you're passing through.

From the heart i've made, i'm growing up with warmth, jokes, and bonds. I never run out of cringiest jokes or crunchiest one. But i love to play hard when you throw me some punchline, while i'll be passing out from laughing just because i will find you funny.

I'm also seeing this life with the pure tenderness. I adore nature to the point i don't want to pick out a flower because i respect the garden. Unless one of them starts talking. Then i think we have a bigger problem. I adore everything very easily because everything is built with care and efforts.

And more than those two, the most important thing i want to tell you, is.. i am here for you.

I want to adore your hair that smells of flower you don't even notice, your choice of outfits that's always chic, and your smile that never gets tired of facing another day.

The sun may be jealous of how breathtaking you look. And i may be jealous just because the most beautiful person like you can be seen by everyone too, not only for me. Haha.

And.. will you tell me your favorite artist when you open your music app at 3 am everytime you can't sleep? Or your favorite movie when you feel bored at your bedroom and you want to feel things? And will you tell me about your mind that is always saying things you don't even think will ever exist? Like unicorn, black hole, or... a witch who forgot where she parked her broom?

Let me be your comfiest shoulder and embrace. Let me be your home.

Shall my words find their way into your soul and settle there gently? Saying how gorgeous you are may never weaken my voice, though it may leave me blushing in contradiction. And resting at the quiet corner of the world while listening to every little rant about your day would be reason enough for me to stay.

May my words find their way to you, my dear?

And if you ever dream of spending the very last minutes of the world with someone by your side, I will be there. We may spend them laughing over things that make no sense, talking about stories that only exist inside your mind, or sharing a silence that feels softer than any melody.

Tell me about the songs you keep returning to when sleep refuses to visit. Tell me about the films that linger in your heart long after the credits have ended—Mine usually leave me staring at the ceiling for two hours, as if the ceiling personally directed the movie. Tell me about the things you love so dearly that your eyes begin to shine whenever you speak of them. I will listen as if every word is a treasure entrusted to my hands.

And if the days become heavy, let me carry a little piece of them with you. We can face every unfinished task together, one step at a time. I will celebrate every victory, no matter how small it seems to the rest of the world, because the things that matter to you will always matter to me.

I could spend forever admiring how passionate you are. The way you care, the way you try, the way you continue moving forward even on the days when your heart feels tired. To me, those things are nothing short of beautiful.

My hands may only be two, but they will always be here for you.

May you never be afraid of me gatekeeping you alone, because the world will know your name where i belong.

AVAILABILITY:

▸ Pap daily activity (with/without face)

▸ Stay up late and early (ask first)

▸ Imagine SFW

▸ Movie date (rave, gmeet, zoom, etc.)

▸ Game date (plato, gartic.io, @.gamee on telegram)

▸ Study date (gmeet, zoom, by call, etc.)

▸ Reading date (au, ao3)

▸ Food and drink date (bills on cust)

▸ Listening date (spotify, rave, etc.)

▸ Public Display Affection (with/without channel)

▸ Voice note

▸ Sleepcall & OTP (un/mute)

SIDE MUSE:

▸ Yu Jimin AESPA

▸ Shin Ryujin ITZY

▸ Kim Minji NJZ

▸ Kang Haerin NJZ

▸ Seol Yoona NMIXX

▸ Kim Jueun HEARTS2HEARTS

▸ Kang Yuna BAD THINKING DIARY

▸ Kim Jimin BAD THINKING DIARY

▸ Koga Mitsuki THE GUY SHE WAS INTERESTED IN WASN'T A GUY AT ALL

▸ Osawa Aya THE GUY SHE WAS INTERESTED IN WASN'T A GUY AT ALL