random little stories ^^

flowers are beautiful, yet they wilt

i loved them. so much.

i hated myself, i hated who i looked at every time i stared at the mirror, i hated every waking second i stayed on this planet.

then i met them.

it was fate, the way their fingers danced gracefully on my skin, the way their eyes silenced my demons, the way their lips fit perfectly onto mine.

i loved them so much i forgot what it was like to hate myself. i loved them so much i forgot the monsters that resided in the mirror. i loved them so much i forgot what it was like to have died everyday.

every moment i was with them, i yearn for their touch, their adoration, their love. they were my oxygen, my drug, my life. they showed me what it was like to finally be free.

but i never said they kept the cage open.

i could still feel their fingers ghost along my skin, leaving chills in its wake. i still remember the shade of black that resided in their eyes, a coal black color so beautiful i swore i saw constellations and galaxies in those eyes. the taste of their lips stuck on my tongue like flies in an unforgiving web.

flowers are beautiful, yet they wilt.

i loved them. too much.

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i personally dont like this bc it feels rushed but uh yea awesome