i'm getting thinner.
i'm eating less,
sleeping less,
thinking less.
it's starting to take
an effect on me,
it's hurting my brain
it makes me weak.
all of the petals
i've vomited
are starting to wither
and it's like a countdown
for my death.
it's funny, because
even after the pain,
i'm still waiting.
i'm waiting for you.
where are you?
YOU ARE READING
hanahaki
Fanfictioncoughing up petals and at the same time writing poems for the person who gives him unrequited love. a min yoongi ff. © 1800myg
