Please remember,
someday,
that I was with you
flowers in hand
crushed with tears
and laden with sorrow.
Please remember,
someday,
you saw me
for me
and then
I fell
Please remember,
someday,
that you said
those hateful words
to which I had no response
only silence
Please remember,
that day,
with disdain
for my life was ridden with
happiness until
that one moment
When I looked into your eyes
and plucked the petals off the flowers
"He loves me, he loves me not."
And scattered them into the blue sky
in the river below.
When I bit my thumb
and pulled my hair out
because no one understood
I still have the petals to this day
Locked in the drawer.
"He loves me not."
Remember,
when you forget me
Tulips.
Melon did the poem thing.
I just stole it.
^_^
NYAN.
xoxo,
Juliet.

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