still, none the wiser (poetry)

orchid

i knew a girl once who no one truly knew.

she was silent and she was enough.

she was enough, but i am selfish,

and i am not enough for myself.

so, i still wish that before i never saw her

again,

that i could've felt her stories on my

hands,

found her darkest shadow and turned it into

a petal,

saw her hatred, her haunted, her fury, and

understood it all.

maybe, i should've taken her hand and

looked her in the eyes and told her that i

couldn't fix her problems, but that she

wouldn't have to face them alone.

maybe, i should've stopped being me,

because back then I was so, so me.

so hopeful, so childish.

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orchid, friend, girl that was enough all

along, don't remember me, please.

don't remember me, and let me grieve for

the memories you never shared.

you need to know that you are enough,

flower.

i am so, so sorry if I ever made you feel less

than that, less than perfect, less than

beautiful,

less than.

forgive me, orchid, forget me.

-V