Showing up to school in my new Mercedes,
I'm finally in the "in" crowd.
All eyes on me, yet
I only have eyes for one.
Sitting with the girls at recess,
He joins us. I feel you watching,
I get closer to him.
Do you get jealous?
I miss you so much.
A part of me wishes to run back into your arms,
That warm embrace.
I can't wait anymore.
I have felt the little pricks,
As well as the blood in my coughs.
Scripting my words, I prepare.
My friends offered me a ride,
Well, we planned to go bowling anyway.
On the way to you, they tease me.
Bumping shoulders, they don't know.
As I approach your door,
The butterflies joined the party.
How long has it been since I was here?
You open the door hesitantly,
Yet smiling when your eyes met mine,
Filling me up with warmth.
I hear a horn behind me.
Right, my friends.
I hurriedly said my piece.
I looked at you, yet you weren't there.
Did you not care?
Devastated, I left.
In full bloom now, the flowers are taking over.
Coming, darling, I say.
Putting on the dress my boyfriend gave me,
I couldn't help but worry.
Why haven't the flowers disappeared?
A call came in, your mother.
I picked up, and my walls crashed down.
I ran.
This can't be.
You smiled, like a fool in that bed.
Surrounded by flowers everywhere,
Marigolds, my favourite.
I immediately understood.
Standing over you, I wept.
Throwing myself upon you,
I hugged and cried like never before.
You were filled with flowers by this point,
Yet I didn't care.
Cradling you, I felt something poke me.
A thumb drive.
I plugged it into your computer.
A smile on your lively face.
You spoke loud and clear in the video,
With your I guesses and wells.
Are those letters I see?
I coughed. I might be seeing you sooner than I thought.
Laughing bitterly, I let out a final cough,
A tear.
Darkness overcame me.
Back to you once again,
Feelings now made known
Laying by your side, in our final resting place.
Laying in silence
Next to you
I let the silence draw out between us
Speaking for itself in the ways we couldn't,
Encompassing my love for you
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Blossom
RomansaSylvia and Oleander have been best friends from the womb. As high school comes around, both of them realise they might have deeper feelings for one another. Due to certain circumstances, they each believe their feelings were not reciprocated, hence...
