"Let's live to see the epilogue!" "Okay. You better keep that promise." It's hard to forget someone that gave you so much to remember... He saw a flame; A conflagration turned to bloom in the bright red flowers. .. but those roses don't burn as bright ... The petals have ...wilted... into a flight... Your journey has just turned into a great big lie... The bright red flowers... you once knew doesn't flicker with light anymore... it is now just black indigo crumbling before you... Your story's lore is gone... all that is left is just that figment in your mind... of what you wished that happened... . . . Roses are red, violets are blue Sugar is sweet and of course you are too. but he said that too late, for those roses have wilted no more trust has been formed. now it's just thunderstorms. Hello!! I hope you like this story, remember this is a x reader not xOC but if you'd rather read it that way, you can do that too.