Do you remember?
The flowers I gave you that day?
They were gorgeous weren't they?
It was the day it bloomed
I got them just for you, you know?
Oh who am I lying to
It withered the same day
YOU ARE READING
Purple Hyacinth
Puisi[First of The "Hyacinth" Poetry Book Series] I once wished that we won't wither. But I'm sorry, I guess those flowers were us after all.
