Princess of the Night

The night-blooming cereus blooms once a year.

For one single night.

Around the time of the full moon.

So I’m sorry if it seems like I haven’t been myself in a while.

I shut myself out when I’m stressed and close myself off from the outside world when I’m scared.

I’m sorry that I hide in the dark.

I’m still learning how to bloom.

I just don’t want to be a night-blooming cereus.

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