Crisp leaves.
This isnt the way
its supposed to be.
A dead rose.
Is that all I deserve?
I thought it was love.
You've got some nerve.
It falls out of my hand
and falls on the floor.
This emotion I'm feeling,
lust, hate, or more?
I go to bed,
these feelings--too deep.
And remembrences of your voices
lull me to sleep.
The next day I see you,
You walk up to me.
"Did you Get your flower?"
You ask, happily.
Why are you happy?
I hate you, you jerk.
But inside my heart,
*true* feelings lurk.
Something unexpected,
a pleasant surprise.
Are you kidding me?
Are you full of lies?
You hug me, so happy.
Surprised, yes, I am.
"I loved it" I said
"not too big, not too glam"
Just a little insight.





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