You ...you....I have pictured you in far too many details that in the end were impossible to sketch.
It seems legit to be honest about you..even now in the final moment.
You were too easy for me to understand.You were not full of doubts , you were not asking for the underlying truth about this mad world and maybe that was the reason I ran away.
I couldn't handle your perfect wings because mine were too broken and I was afraid to fall if my legs didn't feel the grownd.
Even so your perfection melt my heart even more than I expected and I will not tolerate so much cruelty..
Knocking on other souls' door should be considered a crime because once the fire is provoked there is no coming back...
You came in a higher dose than I expected and my vitals couldn't handle your cold hands .Don't forget your gloves next time.
You asked me once if I was ever going to write something about you..but my lips froze and I couldn't answer..
You had to break my heart first.-that was the real answer.