She doesn't love you.
She only wants you for the looks.
She is toxic and I don't get why you can't see that
"I'll deal with the ache"
Is it really worth it when you'll see her with her next victim soon enough?

Just remember my love, she'll always kiss you with her eyes open.

As I bloom into the most beautiful flower
You slowly poison my roots
Hoping I'll wilt
So you stand taller in the garden

why do i feel caged
                                   —by the same fences, that was
               meant to make me safe.

Can I kiss you
I have waited for so long

I yearn to taste you lips
Pressed against mine

Do they taste the same as when we’re young?

Have they grown more experienced over time?

Will we feel the same electricity when they touch?

I need to known these answers
So I will ask one last time

Can I kiss you?

Crap
It’s cold

The end

Difference.

A beautiful thing.
Each day is like this.
Different from the rest.

A beautiful thing.
Each person is like this.
Different from the rest.

A beautiful thing.
Each creature is like this.
Different from the rest.

Uniqueness is beautiful.

Difference.