ik i posted this in wonder but i like it
you promised to hold me
through the lone winter
and wait until the snow dried
so we could blossom into
our souls.
a dandelion next to a beautiful
lilly.
and i am the dandelion because i look and feel pretty, but I'm something to root up and
Throw away.
while you are a delicate, handsome little thing that i
cheerish on my windowsill.
You promised me
to last through the winter;
but your fingertips started to freeze over
and turn black and blue
from the harsh winds my beating heart blew.
you promised me you'll pull through winter
but your scarve couldn't cover up
the petty little white lies
and now my blood
litters the once ivory bed of
snow
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