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I couldn't help but feel a certain pain in my heart as the nurses got him off me, the tears streaming down his face as the halls resounded of his screams and yells; the dry rose petals subtly lying on the ground as my tears shed over them, making them shine.

I picked up the rose petals and remembered the blue eyes in front of me, seeing more tears line up the dry petal before crushing the petal and throwing it away just like a memory which had to be forgotten.

Our love story was just like the roses, staying fresh for a while but getting destroyed and dry as the days pass by, from a blooming bud to a dead rose, that's all it had been about.

It had always been about roses.

-the end-

Nope, just kidding there is 20.0 aka epilogue left which is gonna be a long long chappie :)

Stay tuned xx

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