Escrita por: ~Tat_Lovalece
Every night I sleep in a sea of flowers that I throw up while I think of you.
Every day gets harder, every day I get worse.
His total indifference and his smile, nothing more than friendly, make whole flowers inside me.
Thorns and dry branches prick my throat, my heart is twisted by roots, my lungs are full of leaves, all because of this unilateral love.
Hanahaki has already taken care of my body, which expels yellow petals and green leaves every sunrise and every night. Now my room looks like a garden, full of bouquets stained with red.