Blunt

Vivi

"I remember the no excitement when I first met you,

A country girl with shoulder length hair and innocent face,

Who marvels at the sight of a cotton clown and colorful chocolates, and adores asters more than anyone I had ever known."

"I acted like a jerk, like a distant person, like an ass,

But you kept coming, blindly, deaf to my grunts and sneers."

"I remember when I closed my eyes because I didn't want to see you,

When I peeked, you were doing the same thing,

But a smile was etched onto your small face, an aster crown tucked on your head."

"It rained colors that day, the dye from the art club spilled over us,

But you laughed as your dress was stained red and green and blue and all kinds of hue,

I imagined an aster crown on your hair again."

"You doodled some cotton clowns on your notebook,

And they were surprisingly good,

And you grinned when I told you they sucked."

"Your hair would flutter as the wind blows over you,

And your white dress would sway along your messy dance steps,

And I would only watch in embarrassment."

"You would pray for me and my parents and for all the kids in the school,

With your knees down and your hands clasped together,

A candle lit brightly to fill your room with light,

And so I would peek."

"Your naivety was damned,

But you didn't mind it a bit, even when people called you names

You always had that smile on your face, from ear to ear, your eyes sparkling in delight."

"You would pick the asters from the public park secretly,

And weave a crown out of it,

And I remember the one time when you forced me to wear it."

"Farewell, Vivi;

Even though my love is unspoken, it is late,

I'm trying not to break."

"I didn't know how or when or why,

Because your smile was always there, along with the beautiful flower crown on your pretty hair,

But I can only apologize to pay for my sin."

"I'm sorry it's late,

You broke earlier than me

And I blame myself for that

And this aster crown, they cover my eyes."