21:31 11/09/2019
"will you never curl your hair again?"
i ask
as the quiver in my voice comes through
i remember you
differently than the newer ones do
i remember your gentle eyes
and your brace-locked smiles
the times you'd still like flowers
that didn't look like they'd died
i wouldn't compare the two
that old and this newer you
but i remember so well how the petals grew
waiting two hours for a response from you
oh my
the infatuation
at such a young age
it was so pure
and so secretive
and never made sense
i loved the idea
of a you who was fake
liked the person
who was dressed in floral hate
so i am glad
that nowadays
you don't have to be sad
while dressed in black
21:34 11/09/2019
YOU ARE READING
petal poetry
Puisiyour flower face and rosy cheeks floral dress on petalled skin fast written poetry raw thoughts from my brain have a little piece of me and please enjoy your stay
