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And thus, we continue this tradition,
Of flowers of various meanings.
Perhaps you'll know, perhaps you won't
Know why I'm now always beaming.
It's you, don't you see?
The one who shone so bright.
The one who'd never abandon me
Even in the midst of a fight.
I handed you these bluebells
They look nice on your desk, wouldn't you say?
But if only you had know my feelings
Things might not just be this way.
The bluebell, an elegant symbol
Of loyalty, to you as a friend.
But what if you were to know
The pain in my heart that won't end?
YOU ARE READING
The Blossoming of Love
PoetryMade this on a whim! So, I'll be writing five poems about the stages of love. Hope you enjoy! P.S: These will all be free poems (not following a structure). Cover by me. Characters on cover by Naoshi Komi.
