Picking Petals

Picking Petals

 

“I love you” slipped from your lips

a word that only thrived in books

 when it is confined among pages

and controlled by ink

 

I said it back

Blissfully ignorant

Completely unaware

We would ruin each other

 

You unknowingly manipulated me

With hopeful promises and kisses on my cheek

But now my cheeks are tear stained

And your promises are broken

 

You wanted to love me

You wanted to hold me close

But sometimes it takes being skin to skin

To feel the overbearing distance

 

And I was never scared to love you

That was simple and lovely

Only fearful of the day

When you realized

your love for me had transpired

 

And so it began

The endless cycle of picking petals off a daisy

Then ripping out the roots of another

With my words always ending

In a sorrowful mumble

He loves me not

 

As your love faded away like the autumn leaves

My love grew

Like bacteria, eating away at me

And I hoped I could bring you spring

And bring back your color

But winter still came, and your leaves still fell

 

And so we bounced between love and sorrow

because neither of us wanted to admit

the things we worked so hard to fix

was going to remain broken.

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Done]

I often think of people like puzzle pieces. Sometimes we think that the other person is a nice fit because we are comfortable for a short while but you actually step back and take a closer look at things you realize that no, its a just a façade. Too often we settle for "good enough" when the truth is they really aren't. Not for them, not for us. Good job. Well written and an enjoyable read. Thanks for sharing.

[Ashley Morris]

Omg, I absolutely love this!

[Justin]

great job :) :) u were able to talk about something that happens to alot of ppl in relationships :) i have a story similiar to this called poison, overall great job :)