rich girls can't | chaennie

PROLOGUE

亲爱的，告诉我.
DARLING, TELL ME!

BUT DEAR, THE LITTLE CROWNS
LIKE TO DRIVE US DELUSIONAL.

it was so wrong, but it felt so right,

the hurried peppermint kisses,

the diamond sparkles in their twinkling eyes

that dared to stare at one another with

the forbidden adoration,

their delicate blushing fingers grasping

onto one another

often searching for the little bits of love

FERMATA.
TELL US, TELL US.

perhaps it was cursed from the beginning,

my love,

perhaps the gods shook their heads

over such a wicked act,

perhaps the world is against us,

perhaps all i know will abandon me one day,

but there is no happiness left

without you, my precious.

THE LITTLE CRAZY GIRLS,
THEY SCATTER AND WHISPER.

don't you know, darling?

of course, we were damned to be apart

but it wouldn't hurt a bit

trying to find my broken self

reflected back

in those beautiful orbs of yours

I LOVE YOU!

(SAY IT BACK!)

I LOVE YOU, MY ALL.

GOOD NIGHT.

GOOD NIGHT, LOVE.