// ian to destiny //

She was beautiful, like bell lilies

She had the darkest brown shade of hair

Imperfect soul that dispersed any trace of ill-ease 

Upon her back, she held the weight of the world, but they didn't care. 

Day and night, frantically tortured by her mind

Her soul was the most hidden character amongst her

Night and day, she did search for peace but never managed to find.

He cared not for the fake perfection and forced smiles playing upon her soft lips.
He only wished to peel back her humane shell and hold her soul close.
To bind.