I wore a mask, yes, but still…
I laid all of it in front of you.
Innocence at its finest.
Everything was untainted.
Honeyed but a peculiar kind of sweet.
You got me for who I really am.
Unfortunately, I think it was already late
When you realized what you’ve got.
And what you’ve done.
I was sorry for you.
I was sorry for me.
Words & photo & set-up by MV Sorima