"I could have spent forever loving you"
Was all she could say,
"I know" he mumbled "I know,
But you deserve better than what I have to offer,
You deserve flowers for no reason,
You deserve dinner dates just
Because,
You deserve picnics
And movies,
You deserve someone who understands
Your emotions,
You deserve the world, my dear,
You deserve everything I cannot
Give you,
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,
I just want you to be happy"
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The blossom of a poet
PoetryWords fall softly like the petals from a blossom tree, drifting slowly onto the paper, creating poetry like the spring, beautiful and light, but just like the seasons, the poetry changes, the autumn comes and the words become heavy, falling quickly...
