Sep 2016
When you left me,
I watered
the wilted flower of myself
with poetry, and knowledge,
and self-love,
and ever so slowly,
I blossomed
into the most
beautiful carnation.
I watered
the wilted flower of myself
with poetry, and knowledge,
and self-love,
and ever so slowly,
I blossomed
into the most
beautiful carnation.
