roses. | thirty-nine

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this wasn't happening this completely was a fantasy. 

mr. rose did not see me in my worst stage. it was merely a fabrication of my imagination, one of my deepest fears out to haunt me. my brain loves to play tricks on me, just to assure myself to get the operation even further.

the doctor was mistaken. i can still receive the surgery. there's no way there are gaps in my lungs. it can't be that the vines are inside of my lungs. it's not even naturally plausible!

the doctor loved to fool. he called me a lovely rose bush, for my sake. i wouldn't be crazy to think he was quipping about the spaces in my lungs as well. 

i need to wake up. i need to get out of this illusion immediately, or maybe, just possibly, it will become my actuality.

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