She used to be a Daisy
rising up through the cracks of the ground to show the world
her beauty
with a smile more radiant than the morning sun
and eyes that glistened with the happiness she tried to contain
within her body
She was beautiful
Where were you when that ended?
When her happiness stopped coming from her in waves
and her radiant smile that seemed to never end
dimmed
What were you doing?
What were you doing when she said her last
"I love you,"
words that used to cascade freely from her lips
like an uncontrollable waterfall
stopped flowing and the rivers and the lakes ran dry
Who were you with when the texts stop coming and your phone stopped ringing,
and you stopped feeling her ever constant and adoring presence
Did you wonder what happened?
Did you stop and wonder what happened to the melodious sound of laughter
that used to float from deep within the confines of her heart,
but were now trapped and lodged somewhere behind her tears
Did you question when the ever present soft caress of her fingers left your skin,
and you never felt its return,
when in the journey she stopped holding your hand
Why didn't you ask why was she so sad,
were you so scared to discover that you had broken her
Did you even wonder where the warm lips that greeted you with a gentle kiss had gone,
or why they'd turned cold
Were you so scared
Scared that you had carelessly picked the beautiful flower
from the crack in the ground
and forgotten to feed it's soul and nurture its passions
were you so scared that it was your fault
that you left.
She used to be a Daisy
rising through the cracks of the ground
with a smile more radiant than the sun
She was beautiful
Where were you when that ended?
