A heart of gold she would
Never give it away carelessly
Especially in a world where
Real love seems so fake
In retrospect, she

is

precious

i used to think
we were the perfect match
but matches are meant
to ignite
and then
            burn out.

is just a beautiful person
with messy problems;
a broken heart
with roses growing from the cracks.

do not judge my story
if you haven’t read
all the chapters.

you used to be
the best thing
that ever happened to me
but now you’re just another
faded memory.

hills of silent nodding flowers
stealing turpentine kisses under peach trees
pointed lips like butterfly wings
her quiet smile fluttered my heart
rippling rose petals upon clear wax waters
gently tangled together like knotted yellow string
ruffled clothing, hair, flora everywhere
her knowing eyes spoke poetry in my skin
it was then that i decided to live