You're like a dandelion
The way you seem so whimsical and beautiful
Harmless
Until time drives away your facade
And I remember you're a weed
Despite how you may seem,
Despite how you present yourself,
Despite how much I love you.
You will always be a weed,
It's all you've ever known
Can
And will be
So I blow you away
And wish you well
You must grow on your own because I cannot afford to lose my garden to weeds anymore
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She Felt Like Home
PoetryOriginal Poetry Collection: We don't get to choose who we love, or when we stop loving those who don't treat our hearts quite right. And sometimes, we don't get to change the fact that even if they weren't the one they still felt like home. And it's...
