Wallflower, I love you
You were a Wallflower when you were 26
Then you became one again
You're ageless now
Other means do not consume you
Only the flames did (consume you)
And the water before the flames
And the music before the water
And the abandonment before the music
And the hurt before the abandonment
I love you, my Wallflower
Others may not notice
But I do
Wallflower, I love you
YOU ARE READING
melancholia: a collection of poetry
PoesíaThis is a collection of poetry all written by myself The individual poems will be marked as parts with their names. These poems are completely my own. They are the essence of my soul. It's like when you are younger and you just painted something out...
