The Flower to Our Love

Years ago when I first met you,

my heart was only a bud;

not yet opened and shown,

and needing some love to help it bloom.

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I fell in love with all of your ways,

you were like a god and I,

the wounded rustic being.

Through the bad and the good

I was true and stayed.

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The more I got to know you,

the more I lit up;

as if fireflies were igniting in me,

filling up my dark soul and making

my heart bloom a little more.

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Your hair was brown and fell so right,

eyes so green like emeralds gleaming,

and your freckles gave you the perfect touch,

in my eyes your looks could not have been more flawless.

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At the time I guess was too

gullible, naive, hopeful,

for I ignored all the pain you brought me,

because you lured me into thinking

I was as carefree as a butterfly.

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You made me smile from cheek to cheek,

and those were the same cheeks

you caused the tears to roll down to.

The same cheeks you would want to hit,

when I did something wrong.

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We were each others first lovers,

and my heart began to bloom.

As i told you everything about my life:

my dreams, my flaws, my fears.

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You started the jokes,

and ignored the damages,

so I had to put aside my love and let you go,

and the petals to my heart started to get weak.

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Secretly I still loved you,

but I hid behind the mask that I didn’t.

So I forgot and forgave and

did my hardest to keep you in my life

because I thought I needed you,

even though you left a wound.

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2 years had past,

and we were both damaged by others.

So we fell back into the same hole

and we were in love again,

but by now my flower was almost completely dead.

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I thought my sadness was wiped away

because you gave me the hope and happiness,

and you understood me and listened,

and gave me things no one else was able to do.

Or so I thought I was happy.

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A month had past and you grew distant,

leaving me alone,

but I supported and loved you,

because you were helping my injured flower heal.

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You then dropped me like a wounded lily,

I was bewildered and terrified.

You put me in a daze and made me fall for you again,

so I convinced myself I wasn’t good enough.

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The sadness tore through me

and my piercing screams echoed in my house.

The tears ran so fast,

and I couldn't control myself.

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I believed you.

I had hope.

I stayed and prayed.

You left me.

You hurt me.

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The flower to our love is dead,

and all the petals have fallen on the ground.