My Book of Poems

meeting you

meeting you made flowers bloom within me
my mind and the feeling was so enchanting
I never notice that they ran out of space
and began to spread

at first with you, all I knew was flowers
they were so beautiful, so incredible
I paid no attention when they started over growing
and over flowing

my head was so full, I had no room left to think
it's just like I knew from the start but
I swore this was different,
that you were different

so I watered the flowers and trimmed down the leaves
but after months of our connection fading
the flowers pulled and tugged at my lungs
and I couldn't breathe

I had no idea why I was choking
the flowers were so pretty, so sweet
until I looked at the ground and realized
I wasn't breathing in flowers

I was coughing up weeds