i just can't believe how someone like you could see beauty within someone like me for i am ultimately certain ambrosial roses don't dwell with common wildflowers.
because darling when you bloom i wilt.
for so long i aimed to be different to the point where i rejected water only to allow them pool around me along my fragile bones so much that my roots were no longer intact.
so tell me would you?
tell me how is beauty even capable and allowed to dwell within ostracized places where there is not enough sunlight to see it anyway.
"you're a ******* for falling for me, wildflower."