I pick apart the marigolds petals in my hands
wishing for way back then.
Why did you leave me?
When our future looked so bright together.
The garden wilts everyday.
The thorns overgrow on the cliff we used to sit on.
We had forever
Why did you leave me here.
When the day passes noon
There is only silence to keep me company
Your shadow still overcasts the empty spot to my left
Your eyes still tear through the running creek water.
The sun has never been the same
I thought we would get through this together.
Now I am here, overgrown, exhausted, and desperate
This garden will burn along with me.
I sit in the same cliff, letting the crackling of the flames keep me company with its twisted disharmony.
I pick apart the marigold in my hands.
At least its not silent anymore.
-Kore