venus, please be kind to me
today I got lost in the petrichor emanating from the freshly cleansed soil
today I got lost in the nostalgia dripping from the sky onto my eyelids
o venus, where has my gardenia gone?
my spirits had grown accustomed to the quiet solitude of cherry velveteen dreamscapes where the flowers sing and the euphoric sensations I had mistaken for love don't permeate my Sight
but, venus, you must listen -
love wasn't supposed to do this to me,
romance was not supposed to become the center of my universe and fill my pink tinted youth with heart-shaped hoop earrings and half-hearted love letters littering my psyche
nowadays, the lyrics to "love hurts" by nazareth are scrawled repeatedly onto the corners of my bedside table but don't you dare tell anyone for I've never been the type to be cynical about love
I know the elusive feeling does exist but not for me -
until I sniff it in the ether and cower in fear but there's no stopping now, the seeds have been planted and for a moment I thought I had forgotten how to love but they've somehow blossomed into a determined, shimmering fondness - venus, I don't know what to do! everything I touch turns into ashes! please answer my frantic thoughts!
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a/n: I've personally decided that I am my Own Dream Girl made of dew, rosewater, and a hint of rage haha
please take care of yourself (to the best of your ability) x
