I wonder if
Forget-me-nots
are flowers that
bloom in May
Like how we both began;
as little Summer flowers,
dancing 'neath the Sun--
screaming not to be forgotten
And yet you did--
inflicting pain
like acid rain;
so I too, shall do as you!
But I'm a terrible liar;
and to not feel so empty inside,
I'll heed the flowers and
forget-you-not~
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 4:52 PM UTC
I wonder if
Forget-me-nots
are flowers that
bloom in May
Like how we both began;
as little Summer flowers,
dancing 'neath the Sun--
screaming not to be forgotten
And yet you did--
inflicting pain
like acid rain;
so I too, shall do as you!
But I'm a terrible liar;
and to not feel so empty inside,
I'll heed the flowers and
forget-you-not~
That awful feeling of being forgotten...
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