𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𐦍 | ℱ𝑎𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠' 𝒫 𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑟
❝ my possessive little mind gets jealous as i regard you approach another woman, offering a flower. why her? she'll choose her dreams over you. i'd never, all i'm after is togetherness; yet she is the one holding that yellow daisy while a broken heart is what's left to this hopeful fairy.
thorns of a romantic fiasco bruise my heart like the spicest tabasco, same thorns of the tree from which now i set off. and then, only when i allow the frigid touch of wind numb my pain, you collapse on the snow and i pray, for a positive finale to rearrange the threads of our sorrowful scenario. ❞
오늘만 사랑해라 말하면 좀 괜찮을까요? ✿











