A rose colored in swirls of pinks and soft reds,
with thorns of fear and regret on its stem
Words carrying heavy emotions
slip through her chapped lips
Forest green eyes focusing on the floor tiles underneath her feet
Disappearing one by one, ready to gulp the broken girl when the time arrived,
the thorns of fear and anxiety nipping at her hands, kissing the skin softly and brings up crimson
Staining the rose's petals
The bleeding stops as the words
D
R
I
P
Off of his tongue
"I love you too."
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Pomegranate Seeds at Modnight
ŞiirShort chapters filled with emotions, breakdowns and heartbreaks. Some parts are memories/moments that go on in my life.
