today,
i met a girl.
¿her name?
Emily.
she's...all you're not.
she's that music during the insomnia.
she's the smoke.
she's a daisy,
but not like you.
she's a daisy,
because she had that sad and tragic beauty.
but you're a daisy only for your name.
you're nothing for me.
YOU ARE READING
Daisy.
Short Story«Daisy, you are, like your name said, a daisy, in a field of roses.»
