his heart is the present that's wrapped beautifully with tenderness and tragedy and I am celebrating my birthday everytime he opens his mouth saying he loves me
only the sound of the rain and the beat of my heart there he was standing in front of my door soaking wet to the floor maybe it was a mirage from the cold I was having even so his ice-cold touch were melting my fever lips when he asked me to love him with all I am
that light hair color the crusade necklace and the way he behaves like a brat whenever I make a sad face I like them all, all of him especially how he cling on to me leaning his head to mine like a cat he got me thinking, I might have fallen for him I fall in love with an idiot
but, my darling I'd steal health from Hygieia **** Clotho for your thread of life and let the Gods forbid me breathing inside this galaxy because you, your existence, means a lot more important than the all the beauty they could ever offer me