my mother often told me that humans were like roses; mysterious yet beautiful.
she told me that petal held its own significance. each petal had its distinct characteristic that made it differ from the rest but when they all came together, they had the most powerful fragrance; just like the way various features and emotions make a soul.
she told me that the although the rose had thorns sharp enough to cut through our skin, its beauty and fragrance blinded everyone and compelled them to love it. she said just like roses humans had thorns too. they build walls within their heart to protect them from the pain brought by the cruel world and its beautiful inhabitants.
she told me that there was a specific rose out there for everyone. one rose that would change our perspective and our life. she always said it like that one rose would bring all the happiness and be there till the end of time.
but just like every rose, mine blossomed into the most beautiful flower to have ever existed, only to wither and fade into nothingness.
•also a bucky barnes au. i love that guy•
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2 a.m. thoughts
Fanfictioni usually wake up at 2 am and think about a lot of stuff. i tried to sum them up and write them here. [ lowercase intended.]
