Roses are no long that romantic
Love is so paradoxical, you manage to fall in love with someone but it ends up hurting you. I just want to breathe properly again. I truly thought Hanahaki was only a fictional disease, but when I tasted roses it was no longer just that. I wish, I just wish he wasn't so in love with Lia. Even if he is, can't he just stop been so darn arrogant. Truth be it told, I never really believed in love. My grandparents were never in love, my parents weren't either. They married and had me just to continue their bloodline. They see each other as friends and not as lover, I didn't see Henry as just that. Well, at first I did. Before, I saw him as a meme, never really took him or our friendship too seriously. But as soon he took interest in Lia . . . I saw everything about him. How he was handsome, charming, short, and very, very oblivious. I know it's greedy to want him to love me but, I don't want him to realize anything at my funeral. It's too late. . .
I glance one more time at a photograph of Henry, lettuce and everything. I felt ready to pass away now . . .
All of the times he's ignored me
All of the times I felt jealous
Hopeless
It doesn't matter at the end
I'm dying
So very slowly
I truly hate roses
They bring romance here, and to an end
Why
Do I have to have so many regrets when not confronting him about my feelings and-
Well, that's it.
Looks like I've died.
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Sunflower Milk - The Music Freaks Oneshots - Requests Closed
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