Saturday, 21 July 2012

Wilted

Ever So effervescent in the moments before
Only to be diheartened, diminished to the size of the small
Smiles and high heeled shoes
Burnt out, nothing left to lose
What used to be real is now un
Love like wilted flowers is no fun
Never saw it coming, never expected it to be so
That's why it hurt so much, not just that I'm watching you go.

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