Your love was sprinkled upon her like delecate raindrops from the sky, and though she wasnt as elegant as the others, your heart belonged to the girl with red hair, and blue eyes, and who's head was half shaved.

She prohibited your actions, yet you were patient, and proximity grew closer.
You always showed how genuine your feelings for her were, which made her feel special.
Your intentions were never to hurt her, and for a while you didn't, but the time came, and you messed up, and your loyalty to her became nothing but a lie.
Now that girl, who supposedly had the heart belonging to you, lays in her bed in the dark, afraid to come out, not wanting to get hurt.