you'll probably be wondering why there's a flower in your bag, and ill take my time to write why, and how i feel at the moment.
i really shouldnt be prying on whatever you prefer to be kept private, but for now ill quietly be by your side if you like it or not.
but lately id be thinking of how things would have been if i had just said my feelings sooner.
would you not have found someone so soon?
would my head not be occupied by the
thought of you anymore?
you see, the chances i had with you were like petals on a flower. they wither, or fall out.
until i have none left. and with one of the many chances i could have taken to tell you,
and to maybe see if you had a hint of interest in me, were petals attached with such feelings, more like regrets.
you could say my flower is nothing but
petalled with regret.
i wished to have just written something else straightforward, or said how much i've grown fond of you, and your lovable clumsiness, thoughtful demeanor, and unpredictable actions.
ill shorten it to three words.
i like you.
alot.. and i would die to find a time where i
could say i l̴̓̍̓ǒ̶̔̀v̵e̸͒̽͠ y̷̋̄̈́̏ ̴͗̕͝͠͠ơ̸̓̔̈́̀͂́́̿̀̽̒̐̏̈́̀̀̊̏͆̓̈́͌̎͌̈́̈́̐̈̀̌͊̚͘͘̚͝ư̷̧̨̨̛͈̟̳̻̰̝̘͓͈̟̭̗͔̟̥̦̭̩͈̼̝͕̳͇̩̌͆̑̐͒̽͌͛͗͛͌̑̒́̍̾̏̿̏̓̃͌̓̾̉̌̈́͗́̍͘̕͘͜͠͝͝_.̶•
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Fanfiction𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩. [ON HIATUS!!] epistolary. what chaewon writes in her journal. -mostly short chapters. -hiatus! will post soon. (as of: 191115)
