❝ but darling as far
as I can see, you're fine. ❞♡
I am a wilting flower.
I know you can see the petals
as they hit the shiny floor.
Don't pretend you know not,
for you're the one that didn't bother
To put me in a vase.
You are the one that picked me from the bush,
Perhaps you're oblivion got the best of you.
But little do you know,
It is entirely your fault
Im wilting.—s.v // the person comforting me doesn't know it's his fault
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Everything I Fear To Say Aloud
Poesía❝ to those who believed the happy girl could not hurt ❞ - in which I convert my thoughts into poetry. © CAPPUSHINO 2017 → highest ranking #34