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.