i was a pretty flower
in the sun

you came
and picked me
by the roots

i was so happy
and i gladly sat
in your windowsill
admiring the view

you stopped
watering me
and the clouds
covered the sun

but i didn't die
i grew spines

I've been dancing all this time,
to the melody on your mind
The rain slides under my skin
and soothens my burning heart
My veins like currents,
washing all the love away
and all you do is watch,
as the fires go out

Say,
was it really just a show?
All of your pretty words,
have you gotten bored now?

You are a gentle memory
I cradle such
As the night sky does the moon