You were like the rose—
Sweet, loving, and red.
You were also like its thorns—
Piercing, sharp, but still beautiful.
Meanwhile, I'm just a little grass,
Growing underneath you.
Blown away by the wind—
Ignored, fragile, and small.
I feed upon your love,
While getting scarred by your thorns.
I love, I bleed,
And I fall.
But, it's worth it.
Everything is.
Just to have a little taste,
of your piercing,
yet one of a kind,
love.
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Everything I Never Said
Poetry❝This is the love I fail to say. One that caused him to go away, for our love was never made to stay.❞ - all of the poems are mine :) #1 in Poetry 26/05/17 ! Thank you for reading♡ New book 'Everything You Never Knew' is out!
