Two weeks had passed with no flowers.
Lately, I didn't feel a large pit in my stomach
Or much worry in my head.
Yes, I still wanted more flowers,
and I wanted to smell fresh, new, flowers
and I wanted to wake up early, just so that
I could see another flower pot on my doorstep
and a piece of paper with his special handwriting
and a note that I new came from his heart.
Although it wasn't as worse,
It was still bad.
