today is my last day.
you know that.
and you are furious.
not at me, but yourself.
"tell me tae! who is that you love? he's a fool to have not seen the gold before him!"
do not call yourself a fool.
you are far from.
i am the fool.
the fool for falling for one who will never return such feelings.
the fool for allowing himself to be ripped apart.
the fool for making you cry.
and even now.
even now as i lay in my death bed.
i can't tell you.
YOU ARE READING
Pétales ➳ jjk+kth
أدب الهواةHis world was painted in the rich crimson of crumbling petals. lower case intended [completed] implied ↓ kth
