Cacti by tingtamtam
© 2013
You bought me cacti one day
and told me it would be a symbol of our love,
withstanding every harsh environment
unlike the fragile roses which wilted within the week.
I never told you though,
that I sucked at keeping plants -
I either watered too much or too little.
In less than a year, the cacti were dead
and along with them,
your love for me.
YOU ARE READING
The Final Stretch
PoetryWhy hello there. Poems from 2012 and 2013. A lot of my sadness went into this haha. I hope you enjoy, this is my heart and soul :) Ting x