We're both moving on
As we continue to grow up
And as time passes, I end up
Thinking about you less and less.
The feelings still linger
And if I see you, they'll bloom again,
But without water and sunlight,
Sight and words, it won't grow.
If I can't have you
In the sense of romance,
Then I'm glad to have you
As a lovely friend.
No flowers of love will bloom
For me with you.
It is the reality I am still growing into.
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PoetryA collection of poems, stemming from a girl being hopelessly in love, the recollection of her past trauma, and the impending unknown that her life will inevitably encounter. And within these moments is a world of her own, tangible and ever-growing...
