I don't know what I'd say to Seviro now that I'm sitting on the hood of his car while waiting him at this hour. I don't know how it started, I suddenly become so attach with him although I already drew the line between us. I thought Seviro is the one who cross that line, but then- it was me, it was me who step on that line.
Now that the perfect world I created for myself is slowly turning into ashes, like a fresh pick flowers that went dry as days goes by, just like an illusion that was destroyed by reality- here I am, imagining that Seviro will step out, held me and cage me with his warm embrace although I'm not saying anything.
