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jessicacheung97
a year ago
The birth of a flower pt.2
Sorry that it's soo late but I hope you enjoy it. Also please leave a comment about your opinion on this story since it is my first one. Uh honestly, this is more like background than related to hanahaki, but I hope you guys enjoy it. This is part 1: https://www.vingle.net/posts/1584435?isrc=copylink I love you but you love her. In all retrospect I'm not surprised that you fell for her and not me. My best friend is in one word perfect. While my best friend isn't the smartest in the world she holds a kind or worldly knowledge that festers deep under the surface of consciousness. While my best friend isn't the girl with all the perfect features... She's beautiful and always has been. She has the kind of wavy brown hair that looks like she just came back from the beach except her hair isn't dry and rough but soft and silky. She has the type of beautiful brown eyes that sparkle with life and passion. Her face is one of kindness that reflects her gentle personality. She holds a wonderful personality that never seems to get angry... She is perfect and it seems like I can never pull myself together to stand even a third of her perfection. ~ Like the calm before the storm I felt it before I saw it coming. I fell for your gentle ways and your loving smile. Falling in love with you was easy like slipping into a warm bath after a long day of work, you were loving when I couldn't bear to be, but you were always out of reach. No matter how far I tried to reach out for you it seemed like I'd always fall short. And soon your kind and loving ways became knifes and needles that would stab at my heart, those sweet words you spoke became a poison that weaken my heart and my being breaking me down fiber by fiber till all that was left was an empty shell.

jessicacheung97
a year ago
The birth of a flower
Sooo... This is my first time writing a fic and like... Idk it's probably really crappy and stuff... So go easy on my please, so basically the story is about loving someone who won't love you back and having hanahaki disease... So yeah angst yay... I honestly haven't planned this out too well but.. Yeah I hope you enjoy. Feel free to point out part that I should fix cause it's probably really bad oh wells. Okay just one more last thing. You can image the other person I'm wrote about as who ever you want~ Okays bye Ima go hide in a cave now... To me you are everything. When I first fell in love there was no one. There was no one to catch me when I fell, and boy did I fall hard. you were always so close but always so far out of reach. It's like you were telling me to chase after you, to fall deeper in love with you. To chase you farther and farther even when my legs couldn't hold up my weight anymore. ~ If only I could turn back time, then I would of never of fallen for you. I fell for you when you were in love with someone else. I knew it was pointless to fall for someone that loved another but I still did. I fell because you are insanely perfectly imperfect. The way you smilie with your crooked teeth, the sound of your voice that could make or break my day. The warmth of your embrace on the few occasions I had the luxury of being held. Your perfect laugh, the way it felt like it was only me and you in the world when I was in your arms.... Kills me. It's be 3 years and my feels haven't changed... But now you love my best friend and she loves you back. Nothing could of ever prepared me for this feeling of utter defeat of wanting to die but being unable to. And I am in no way surprised that half way into loving you, I began to throw up my feelings. The first time it happened, my whole body shook in preparation for what was to come, the bile rising quickly and scrapping my throat as it came out. I squeezed my eyes shut in hope that it would lessen the pain. It didn't. And when I finally stabilized enough to open my eyes there was a two yellow tulips. The sight of the tulips broke me, tears streamed down my face, I couldn't breathe. I laid on the cold, hard bathroom floor for hours hoping that this was all a dream. Hoping, wishing and cursing my fate for letting me fall for someone I could never have, some who would never love me, because they were in love with my best friend.