Love is not about exchange. If you love someone, then it's not necessary that they'll love you back.
Love is about giving. You can just love someone. And that love also can cause you a disease.
Disease of always loving them and not being loved the same way.
That's what i wandered in this dark room. where there is none. except me, my disease and flowers.
There is an ache in my heart that i almost can't breath. "Will he ever love me back?" I asked the shadow, the flowers.
But no one replied. They don't want me to be sad, to wait. They want me to be in peace. But it hurts. It hurts to know that he will never look at me the way i look at him.
Then i saw a light, it was calling me.
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To be continued...
So here's the prologue and I'll update other chapters after a while ♡
