Poem: Flowers

Flowers hang on my window looking like you.

They once were bright and full of light.

Now they are slowly drifting away.

I tried to save them, but the pain they were delt was more than I was willing to bare.

This hurts you just as much as it hurts me.

I tried to push through, but what was the point of baring the fruit.

I looked for answers, but each day another part of the flower would slip away.

Then one day it was nothing left for me to do.

I held on hoping that one day they might come back to me.

I did all I could, but still it was not enough.

Then I realize that I was trying to hold onto you.

The you I once knew.

The you I love and loved me.

I had to let you go, but I cannot.

That is why I still look at window and I see the flowers you gave. I might just have to take them to the grave.

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