Confession
I wrote a love poem to someone I knew for like 4 days, I still have the poem: ...
Believe in my eyes as you paralyzed me,
Look into them and hear my heart skip a beat, they're filled with the temptation of falling in love, the desire to hear my name in your voice, believe in my name ... I'm like the flower that grew from the tears of a lover, I'm as honest as the feeling of homesickness, I'll keep you warm with fires that you started in me ... Either stop playing with the matched or shelter me from the flames .
There's also a missing part in there, because I ripped the paper I wrote the poem in, and as for the part "the flower that grew from the tears of a lover" that's the meaning of my name, there was a god in ancient greece named Narcissus. One day Narcissus was walking in the woods when Echo, an Oread (mountain nymph) saw him, fell deeply in love, and followed him. Narcissus sensed he was being followed and shouted "Who's there?". Echo repeated "Who's there?" She eventually revealed her identity and attempted to embrace him. He stepped away and told her to leave him alone. She was heartbroken and spent the rest of her life in lonely glens until nothing but an echo sound remained of her. Nemesis, the goddess of revenge, noticed this behaviour after learning the story and decided to punish Narcissus. Once, during the summer, he was getting thirsty after hunting, and the goddess lured him to a pool where he leaned upon the water and saw himself in the bloom of youth. Narcissus did not realize it was merely his own reflection and fell deeply in love with it, as if it were somebody else. Unable to leave the allure of his image, he eventually realized that his love could not be reciprocated and he melted away from the fire of passion burning inside him, eventually turning into a gold and white flower.... And after writing him this poem, he blocked me of course, cause that's creepy and weird, who'd send love poems to someone they'd just met 😅 ... But yeah I did it
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