a life in words

roses & sunflowers

you are a rose

you have always been

beautiful, fragrant, and every girl wants you

your petals flow as you dance, and they sweep me off my feet

they make my two left feet move in motion to yours

they dip and sway and twirl my way right into your heart

crashing right into your lips

but i'd forgotten roses have thorns

and when i pulled away they were sticking from my chest

but even with the blood dripping more with each painful step away from you - i wanted more

you brought a sense of adventure, wildness, freedom, and rebel attitude in your petals

and i wanted to press all those parts of your rose into the notebook of my heart and make them a part of me as well

you brought out the best parts of me, even as i left blood stains on your favorite shirt

and now there's someone else

a polar opposite

a sunflower of types

the one who is bright yellow, even on his worse days

and he doesn't twirl me into his arms, but he laughs at my two left feet spinning in the rain

his petals bring a sense of calm, peace, laughter, and all things bright

and he presses all of my wildflower petals into a notebook and returns it to me

and on the top scribbled in large letters he has written "YOU ARE ENOUGH"

but so much of me has been lost in those thorns that he now holds in his hand

and i can no longer tell the difference between pain and love

i guess i've always confused pain for affection ever since i tried to dig into my skin to find a part of me i loved

and now i'm lost in all these flowers

wondering which ones would make the best bouquet