12.7.17

In this story, you are the beast with a secretly soft heart and I hoped nothing more than to believe the best in you.
The petals began falling but I was still there.
I knew that deep down you were better than this.
At night you confessed to me your past self, why you’ve turned into this beast you are, how you’ll never be to come back.
That night was still the best night and I miss it.
I wish there could be more of those nights.
But in this fairytale, you locked me away, just as you lock out everyone who sees the heart you try so hard to hide.
All the petals fell off.
You’ll be this beast forever.

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