— How did I get myself into this? How am I going to get out of this?

That’s what I thought, sobbing, hiding behind the door and holding my knife. I could hear the steps coming after me in the hallway.

My breath got so heavy that I almost got suffocated. I could hear my name being called. My breath got so heavy that I almost got suffocated. I could hear my name being called.

— Lilly! Hey, Lilly! Come out and play! Why are you hiding? We are your friends, Lilly. Come out. Play with us.

I heard that very close to me. Repeatedly. Over and over.

And then, a second later, everything stopped. It just stopped. I was not able to listen to the steps anymore, I couldn’t even hear my own breath. The only thing that I could hear was the beating of my heart, in a “non-rhythmical” kind of way. It started very low and then soft and then slow. And as the seconds passed, it got faster, and it got louder. Until it got so loud that I thought I would not bear it and my head was aching.

Suddenly, that very loud beating became into a loud ring. That was it. It was over. It was the end. The kids started to enter the room, screaming.

Soon after, the teacher arrived, closed the door and found me there.

— Oh, hey, Lilly! You’re there. Go to your place now, the break is over. And please, give me my ruler back.

I was wondering, I was wondering...

Who are you?

I could think you are my love at the same time I think you are my (best?) worst enemy.

Sometimes it takes more than a minute to realize that you are mine.

However, sometimes I want you to disappear.

Yellow flowers aren’t more delicate than you.

Old pirates aren’t more stubborn than you, though.

Under a blurred mask you hide your true you. That’s what I am feeling.

Who are you? Tell me.

Even though I try to understand how you stole my heart like this,

Rose scent invades the room and I remember.

Extra thoughts come to me, telling me that I let that happen.

Honey, I think I love you so much,

Even when I can’t look at your face.

Rose scent invades the room and I remember.

Emotions come and go. And afterall, I chose you.