When you came
flowers grew
In the
darkest
parts of
my mind.
They will
continue
to grow
as long as
your here.
But if you
leave,
they all
start to
die.
And my mind
will get
darker
and
darker
until
it
eventually
cant get
darker
anymore,
and I die,
When the
darkness takes over.
I hope,
When you came,
you will stay
And help
my mind grow
And grow.
so,
please
stay.
~me~
