Flowers

I walked back home,

And it was cold that afternoon,

Been raining since the AM,

Couldn’t really afford a cab,

Your driving around was really handy, 

But you know its been kind of hard since you left, see,

To see you standing there,

Before you vanished like a puff of air,

Your face all graced with love and care,

Feeling your warmth grow closer,

That was something I never thought I’d see,

My work might as well be dumped in the bin,

Because all I do is keep on struggling,

I accepted that you will,

Continue to treat me like I was never there.

And I try to continue like nothing happend.

Oh a world where you learn to be adult,

Making habits of being fucked,

And accepting pain when it all fucks up.

 

 

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