cockibo

Maybe in the event that I died I could see you alive and I would be happy-- with praising your doings, and fawning over your words, to have known I've brought such a person in this world. I could lie and say that I've met you, and you would cry, me hovering over you. and unfortunately it would not save life's time because my admiration was always from afar, and you never knew of my existence but still I can surely admit that I've molded you into the person you are by leaving that note in your heart saying that I saved you from ever withering. Now in my hands, I hold a living flower, and as the owner, I've met my time, but in this death bed, I