So delicate but yet so pure
So beautiful on the outside
But so empty on the inside
Needing the sun to grow
Getting handpick
To give away to their loved one
Some getting left behind
Blooming on their own
into a beautiful rose
Waiting to get pick out one day
You are that beautiful rose
Waiting for someone
To pick you
And love you
Losing hope of never finding it
Get lost in lose promises
Shiny with self love
With laughter that fills you
all the way up into your eyes
Waiting for that one person
Who will pick u
One day, my flowers
