—Will you be mine? My Valentine?
—no, I know that you love another.
But I can't... I cannot stop thinking of you..
- Woes' of a yearning Lesbian.....♥︎*

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My rose is... wilting?

Why.....?
I did everything that I were supposed to..
—I even gave it all the love I had remaining, all the care and time within the world.


Yet it continued on its downward spiral.
As each one of its lovely and much vibrant petals had began to crumple, a beautiful feat that hadn't gone unnoticed.