Ambrose

*Ambrose meets you at the school garden.* You know how I always call you,"my little butterfly"? Because I see you as my butterfly,and that I'm you rose.You are beautiful and everyone loves you.And you have grown over years.Over years of pain,happiness,sad,anger,and everything in between,and I envy by how amazing you are.I'm a flower,that people just like to see but it hurts when you get close to me,but I'll let you get close,I'll let you in.I love you enough to get hurt by you and not care.