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[narrator's pov]

'' i love you'' he whispered at a tone that was bearly audible to the human ear, while looking down at his feet.

normally these words would sound angelic to her ears, she used to believe whatever he said because there was trust.

trust ; what a word.

if she were a poet, she would probably describe trust as a vulnerable flower, that can only be fed with the refreshing power of love, and can only die by uncontrollable lies.

and for her, this flower was already dead;

''stop saying that'' she whisper-yelled, trying to blink away the tears that blurred her vision. her weak limbs were shaking and her face had a pale colour, as if she was seriously ill.

''stop saying things that you don't mean'' she added and her voice shaked like crazy.

''but i do mean it'' he explaines with a soothing voice, feeling a chocking knot in his stomach making him throw up.

'' i know you don't'' she yelled and run away from him, already crying and covering her face with her trembling hands.

because she felt betrayed by the person that she once truly loved, and probably the one she still loves with all her heart. she gave him all her trust- she handed him her vulnerable flower, wanting him to take care of it like it was his own.

and he felt sick to his stomach, watching the love of his life just walk away from him- because she was scared- just because of lies; the lies that killed her flower.

but little did she know that this time, he meant it.

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depressing af:'(

stay golden