How do I tell you that I can't be everything you deserve?

It should've been me.

If poison is sweet, it doesn’t matter.

I really don't want to miss you.

Scarlet on ivory, dark on light, A stark contrast, like my will and yours.

I wonder, really.

Love, that’s what they call it. It’s always you, only you, no semblance of my own being.

“She looks just like a dream~ The prettiest girl I’ve ever seen~”