He looked to the skies as dark clouds cornered him, threatening to take the last of the sunlight away. He gripped his stomach as his face twisted in agony, his body shaking and trembling in fear. Out from his froth corrupted lungs burst dozens of elegant bloodstained petals, dancing in the wind around him. He could feel the roots of the plant piercing his heart, digging their sharp thorns around his weakened state, threatening to constrict more. He clawed at his chest till his pale fur grew dark with blood, claw marks along his chest as they too gushed out flower petals. He fell to his knees as he felt his stomach twist, coughing heavily roses began revealing themselves, falling slowly to the floor in a pile. The vines grew out his mouth, sliding along his face and body as if it where a snake to its victim. The sharp coils punctured his skin, sliding deep within his eye and grasping at his fragile mind, filling it with dread and desperation. He choked out his loves name, pleading and begging for help before forever succumbing in to the darkness of fear.
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As his body lay sprawled across the room, petals and roses surrounding him, he heard his lovers faint cry out of the window. He was with a beautiful woman, both kissing and smiling to themselves happily. They seemed the perfect couple.

He smiles softly at the sight, tears dripping from his eyes as he sunk to the floor, his heart finally breaking. He lay there with a soft smile on his face, uttering his final goodbye.

“As long as he is happy”