Incel

Withered Flowers

The twilight was once again starting to light up the sky. He had been waiting all night.

“Please? he said once again, pleading begging. “Please open?”

No answer.

He couldn’t understand. The disappointment tore his soul, broke his heart. His smile was still pasted to his face, hoping till the very end. Inside he was crying.  

He’d seen her in the forest, seen her walking between the trees. Her beauty made his heart beat faster, his hands shake. He wanted her, He needed her…