𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚜, ℐ ℒℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒴ℴ𝓊 🌻

He wasn't evil. He was just misunderstood.

He wasn't vain. He was just misunderstood.

He wasn't heartless. He was just misunderstood.

They don't know him well but I do because beneath those selfish facades was the genuine him.

When they all casted me out, he gave me a place to stay.

When no one wanted to get along with me, he gave me company.

When I had no meal to eat, he tossed me his.

See? When no one else was theres, there he was.

But because of this, I kept a secret close to my heart. The shy echo of every beat that yearned for this warmth. It was too late to cut it when it already rooted down.

"I loved him."

But it was too late for me to say. I wish I realized that their words weren't all a lie, it was a blatant hint. I really am dumb. That kindness that I only knew was another way to say that he felt the same way too.

I should've known.

I should've been brave.

I should've told him, "Kars, I love you."