𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆

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𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 

• An illness born of one-sided love, causing flowers to form and grow in the lungs of the unrequited. The flower petals are coughed out increasingly. 

If the love is not returned, the flowers filing up the victim's chest will eventually prove fatal..


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I tried to stop loving you, so I built walls around my heart and found other names to whisper in the night. But you carved yourself into my veins, whether you meant it or not, and sometimes I remembered the way we looked at each other, or maybe you just forgot..

- pillow thoughts ☁️




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My love,

You've made flowers grow in my lungs, and although they are beautiful, I can't breathe.

Your voice makes the flowers grow; flowers are growing in my lungs. I wish I could tell you what you meant to me. I will rip them out and give them to you as a bouquet of my unsaid love for you. I'm very much aware of the consequences of loving you, but some people are worth dying for, and you are one of them..

𝑷𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒍 ₊ ⊹ ʜᴀɴᴀʜᴀᴋɪ. - 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘹 (𝘍!)𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳Where stories live. Discover now