Photos beyond photos.
Pictures of my heart.
Exposing my insides.
Everything I live for.
You left me rose.
I take pictures and make sure to smile.
I'm popular, now.
Is it because you're not around?
It's colder without you.
It was stupid to fall for someone I can't have.
You don't like me like that, I know.
But I still can't let you go.
I water that rose, every single night.
Did I tell you? I got a boyfriend.
He's popular, and I don't really like him.
It's okay, I guess.
He likes my photos.
He plays with my hair and makes me smile.
He smiles in the photos I take.
Okay, so it might be good.
But I still miss you.
I don't know about the scandal between your parents.
Your personality.
I'm sorry you had to go through it all.
I would've helped if I could've.
My photos start to blur.
The rose is wilting.
This guilt is eating me up.
But my boyfriend is here, right?
Hey, today he hit me.
It hurt y'know!
If you were here you could've helped.
I'm sorry.
He started smoking.
I don't really like the smoke.
It's not good for the rose, either.
Still missing you.
He burnt my photos today.
I'm getting a bit scared.
But he loves me, it's okay.
The rose is looking better.
Where did you even get this rose?
Why did you give it to me?
Is it really important?
Thank you, I suppose.
He put his cigarette out on me.
I cried today.
He loves me.
Why is he hurting me?
He won't stop.
The rose is getting sicker.
No matter how much I water it.
Help me.
The rose looks like ash.
I'm not too much better, to be fair.
All my photos are gone.
I leave you these notes.
I stilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
the finale.
