you remind me
of the first time i saw a flower
how i
p
l
u
c
k
e
d
each petal
whispering
*she loves me
she loves me not*
until i had nothing left
but a stem
and a memory
of something beautiful i
destroyed.
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012 at 1:27 PM UTC
you remind me
of the first time i saw a flower
how i
p
l
u
c
k
e
d
each petal
whispering
*she loves me
she loves me not*
until i had nothing left
but a stem
and a memory
of something beautiful i
destroyed.