❁ 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷.

01. i fell for you in spring.

flowers were blossoming
from under my skin
and leaves sprouted
from my scalp.

your pretty eyes
and gentle words
grew a garden in my heart
and butterflies danced around
in my stomach
whenever you spoke to me.

but the virescent plants will die
if neglected.

you neglected it for a year
and the petals have shrunk
and curled;
they are fragile and will fall
with even the smallest bit of force.

the roots are dry
and the pollen has spilled
out from the buds.

i wish you would have tried
to keep it alive;
it truly was beautiful.

i guess that's why i loved it so much,
for its beauty reminded me of you.

- i miss our garden.