Oh dearest of friend,
After many disconsolate moons
It seems I’ve begun to wither
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 3:22 AM UTC
Perhaps someday you’ll come to realize that a dandelion holds just the same amount of beauty as a rose
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 6:35 AM UTC
Someday, my darling, I will bloom a ravishing bloom. Butterflies shall hold astound as my lavish colors wander dull skies. Fireflies will stand in awe as my luster illuminates the nights. Bees shall not discern me beside the rest of the blossom. I will bloom heavenly.
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
This, my darling, is what you call divine -
my good for nothing, wondrous soul. Take but a step inside - let the beauty bedazzle you. Find yourself in outer space and let the shooting stars of my heartstrings guide you home.
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 7:31 AM UTC