Hey, look at this love witch.
You brewed some potions, making boys fall head over heels for you.
But you discovered that love often isn't a lasting thing.
It arrives with abrupt intensity and leaves with a flood of pain.
It's as if you poisoned yourself, feeling like you're dying.

You drew two cards, searching for an antidote.
The Three of Swords- The pain, the heartbreak.
The Star- The hope, the rebirth.

You realized you're still that lucky girl.
The boys left you in deathly pain, but through this, you found a new self.
Braver, shinier, like a real star.
In death, you find a more beautiful journey of life.
Some endings are just the beginning.
A more beautiful start awaits right there.