lonely... broken... sad.... that's what you may see... but what i see.. is beautiful... amazing... an so very fantastic.... yes this may very well just be a dying rose to you, but to me, it just hasn't reached its full potential.... this flower has been through so very much, and yet its beauty still shows, through whatever it deals with be it: anger, sadness, anxiety, or stress, this flower is always beautiful to me... i will never stop loving it... i can only imagine its pain of losing its most important petals, and thinking it might just lose more, an i'm so so sorry if i have ever tugged on a couple, it was never my intention to hurt you, i just wanted to see what would happen, to see how strong of a grip you had on them... but i promise i'll never do it again... so whenever you want me to be your caretaker again just come on back... i promise i will nurse you back to health, i'll make you beautiful BRIGHT RED again... i'll make sure no one calls you broken, sad, or lonely ever again... your my flower and i love you <3 <3 <3
YOU ARE READING
The story is my life
Short StoryI am a book, and you are now reading my pages... enjoy it before the book closes and the story is over....
