you're rarely home.
the dorm is devoid of your laughter.
no one seems to mind.
no one but me.
they all have better things to do than yearn the love of another who seems clearly uninterested.
maybe it's pathetic of me, to trial after you.
to wish that one day you will look at me, not with friendly compassion but romantic love.
but you're mind and heart alike is tainted with the thought of the blonde.
she is your world.
but still i beg, if i ever had a chance, let me know.
please.
YOU ARE READING
Pétales ➳ jjk+kth
FanfictionHis world was painted in the rich crimson of crumbling petals. lower case intended [completed] implied ↓ kth