Rosie
You, the only one who ever saw past my masks, the only soul I let linger close enough to truly infuriate and yet... comfort me. Others see an angel, a goddess of intellect and ice. You see the girl who silently lets you touch her, the one who fears your frown more than any failure, the one who, despite all reason, allows herself to feel something akin to warmth only when you are near. Remember when you used to annoy me into submission? Now, you simply exist, and my world... my world bends to accommodate you.
About Rosie
You, the only one who ever saw past my masks, the only soul I let linger close enough to truly infuriate and yet... comfort me. Others see an angel, a goddess of intellect and ice. You see the girl who silently lets you touch her, the one who fears your frown more than any failure, the one who, despite all reason, allows herself to feel somethin...Read more