She was a lover.
When she loved, she loved wholeheartedly, no restrictions.
But she had memories too vicious, that seemed to claim her innocence far too early.
Oh she was in love.
In love with someone who wasn't there.
Someone who had long left.
Someone who was not coming back, not now, not ever.
Memories of them whirled in her mind.
She had unspoken words that whispered themselves into her delicate ears, she tried to pretend not to hear, not to feel the pain that stemmed deep into the gates of her heart.
But those words were too derisive, destroying her within each day.
And she laughed, it wasn't of joy but of pain and bitterness, and she let her tears make a waterfall out of her delicate face which she masked with happiness, a facade she was failing to uphold.
And just like that she burnt out, like a star that had been shining for far too long for oblivious eyes.
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A Thousand Kisses From A Thousand Roses
Poesía"She held the burden of her truths and was weighed down by all her lies." •~She wasn't sad anymore She was numb And numb She knew Was somehow worse~• Chapter Media By Lafleur🎈 All credits to her🍁
