by weatherboii

as your thorns told me you were trouble, that i would bleed if i even tried to touch you. i still took the risk and tried to make you mine. because those extraordinary petals of yours were telling me, no begging me, to take you. so i did. with bleeding hands i took you with me. because as foolish as i was, i thought you were worth the pain. but at the end our love ended, so did the bleeding.

[ you're the rose i wish i never took. ]