Sad valentine...

lea cobain .

 

I am an unblossomed flower, and you are my motivation.

With your lovely peddles and smooth sensation.

You say you’ll wait for my blossom to come.
but as i grow eager and anxious you grow lonesome.

Your peddles begin to get frail but yet you stay. as i feel at my best your peddles begin to fall away.

I am ready now, today is my day
my gorgeous yellow peddles begin to blossom away.

As i admire myself, i tell you to look at how perfect my peddles layed.

I focused on myself for once
then i realized you had decayed.

I am not sorry for finally seeing my beauty in a burst.

I am sorry for loving you before i loved myself first

  • Author: LH (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2018 18:39
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 15
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