He's sweet and passionate about the things he love but sometimes he's as complicated as a puzzle with a missing piece. I am about to explore the wonders of his mind but the vines from his heart tied me up. Trapped between his charm and cruelity, I chose to stay because his flowers started to invade my anatomy. Cuts of knives from here and there, parallels a tinge of overwhelming lust that rusted away. That strange boy who owns taxidermies and a garden of words, has hidden feelings no one could explain. It's toxic but it kills me soflty.