not speaking on food terms.
but just like the dry surfaces of sand,
you left me.
high and dry.
everyday,
more water and love was taken from me.
i wilted.
i wilted from your carelessness,
i wilted from your ignorance,
i wilted from you.
a flower doesn't only grow crunchy,
but it crumbles up.
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and that's what i did.
i crumbled up.
you left me high an dry.
just like a desert.
-Yasmine Phelps
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(Completed) Touching Poetry: Volume II
PoetryThis is Volume Two of Touching Poetry. The continuation of a series of poems, inspired by my imagination, & my sense of style in writing. I hope you all enjoy! @radiantlotus_ (I do not own any photos/clips shown). April 2018 ©
