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Living in a cold castle far from the world
Neither it was half empty nor half full
All I can look at is black and white
Even tho flowers bloom right in front of me

I am afraid of what's behind this mask
I am afraid of what is waiting for me
The hardest part is accepting my fate
I'll just keep it to myself since no one will know

I saw you right before my eyes
I can't compare your beauty to a flower
Would you tell me your name?
Why do you keep on coming at me?

So close, just one step till I touch you
But I'am afraid you'll disappear
I stand back right at my track
Put on the mask that became myself

A flower that no one had ever seen
The warmth of your beauty gave life to it 
Hoping that my love would reach you
Breathe it out as if it was the last

Waiting inside as the snow started falling
A shadow I'm longing to see is nowhere to be found
The truth is I'm hiding because I'm ugly
If I show you myself, would everything be different?

Disappeared, lost even before you touch it
I put my mask back on, after all it was me
I don't even know what I am afraid of now
Afraid of regrets or afraid of loving myself?




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⏰ Last updated: Sep 07, 2018 ⏰

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