Maybe we’ll be fine
Pretending it’s okay now
Turning a blind eye.

She tries
With her wing in a cast
To flutter and take off
But gravity
Pulls her from the core
And smashes
her wing
Against the ground
Her cast shuttered
And her wing free.


- Eleanor

A single flower he gave me,
Sent my heart into a flutter.
Had my stomach drown in butterflies;
Made my knees go weaker.

A single flower he gave me
Instantaneously made me remember
The special times I shared with him
And our precious moments together.

A single flower he gave me
Was just like him as I rekindle.
The smoothness, the aesthetic,
The smell so sweet, the love’s symbol.

But that single flower he gave me
Also had thorns which pricked my finger.
I shed a tear like when he broke my heart;
A special flower no longer.

Do you actually want me?
Or just like the thought of me?

Please let me know
If you want me to stay

I want to stay
But only if you want me to