Mar 10, 2015

Her Favorite Flowers


There is beauty in pain. So you couldn't help but wrap yourself in the constant back and forth of his presence. You don't doubt his love, but you also don't doubt his hate. Every time he leaves, you tell yourself it's the very last time. You never comply. Because every time he shows up again he has your favorite flowers. The last time he left, you found a new light in the fallen pedals of your tulips. So when he showed up at your door again, you took the flowers, but you left him outside.

Self timer photos.

Self made shirt dress.


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