Unreal.

Unreal
This is not my story, mine can never be told. This is the story of the artist who dooms himself by falling in love with an unlovable spectrum. His fate may follow the same demise of his love. So i will tell his story to the very end and his name is Garth. A blooming garden but I see him as an enchanted one, it feels unfit to label him ordinary. He is the garden below Eden.