The Glass Heart

I never thought that someone as complicated as him would walk into my life like the way he did. On the outside, he was cold and cruel as a dark angel. But on the inside, his heart was like a small, lost child; scared, naive, upset, and unsure. But even if he needed my help to retry love again, I would be there for him because I loved him. His mysterious eyes, his British accent, his pale skin, his slender body, he just created a perfect prince in front of me.

It was still so hard to see him forgive himself for letting go of his first love. It was painful for him, because she was his everything, my only hope was to one day become his everything. He was a rose, so delicate, so fragile, but had many problem, so many thorns. I wanted to help him, for he was my love, my Severus.