{ A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Hey guys. I know my grammar is wrong in this book. I pretty much made my own rules and broke the standard. But, this is my first time doing something like this. It's more of a short-chapter-poem-stanza-like-story if that makes sense. Please DO NOT steal this story, it's very dear and special to me. All rights reserved. Leave constructinve feedback in the comments or just if you liked it or not :) Enjoy ! }
tyler,
i didn't know I could die this way
tell my mom i'm sorry
and that there’s leftover lasagna in the fridge
i didn't mean to hurt you
i see you cry every night
you were my best friend
i loved you
there's a lot i didn’t say before i left
that my hair is naturally curly
you only ever saw it straight
that i had a dog named picasso when i was five
he liked to eat iceberg lettuce
but my neighbor ran him over with her honda
she was always jealous of me
or that i had a secret birthmark in the shape of a flower
it's why my mother named me florence
i would have done anything for you,
even die for you
i know things got rocky between us, but
i want you to remember me always
even when i am six feet under.
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It's Not Like I Planned It This Way (Watty Awards 2013)
PoetryIn the midst of a world that disagrees with everything you do, Florence struggles to figure out who she and what her purpose in life is when a deathly accident occurs. As she is in limbo, or so she thinks, she reminisces on the good and the bad of h...
