She was as delicate,
as a flower.

                                   But with time, all her beautiful petals,
                                   had fallen off because of her sadness.

He left, her bestfriend left,
All her leaves, weren't green,
Anymore.

                                  She broke a little inside;
                                  Slowly, with time,
                                  The delicate, beautiful,
                                  flower, died.

She was Orphic.