The flowers grew in your chest as your love for her blossomed. But you have no way of preserving them. They bloom from your blood and wilt from your pain.
Foreword
Crossposted to AO3 and tumblr. This is an old fic of mine but one of my favorite pieces that I wrote.
Chapter 1: Oh, this is so beautiful!
I wish it was longer, because i've read so fast, it is Just so good.
Thank you, author!
I'm looking forward for more projects from you, take care :)
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