Red lips, blank stare
Almost as if she came from nowhere
He mastered the art of longing for her
Despite her coming and going like a blur
And here she was, promising not to leave like everyone before
Because she wanted to be his cure
But at some point
She clutched a joint
And with a roar, threw a flower
Which his name was carved into, onto the floor
And stomped on it, crushing each and every petal
Where it lay still and settled
Forever
And
Ever
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
Red lips, blank stare
Almost as if she came from nowhere
He mastered the art of longing for her
Despite her coming and going like a blur
And here she was, promising not to leave like everyone before
Because she wanted to be his cure
But at some point
She clutched a joint
And with a roar, threw a flower
Which his name was carved into, onto the floor
And stomped on it, crushing each and every petal
Where it lay still and settled
Forever
And
Ever
