A Collection of My Thoughts || Poems & Prose (Inspired by Lang Leav) #wattys2019

The Rose

You are the most beautiful being that has set foot on earth.

You are a strong deep shade of red. You are the color of blood.

Though I love you, why don't you love me?

I miss you. I miss your scent. That soothing sweetness that makes me remember everything you have done to me.

I want to touch you. I want to touch your soft petals. But these thorns separate us and each time I try to reach out to you, cuts and wounds appear miraculously upon my hands.

Can you hear me when I say these words? Why don't you respond?

I wait here by your side, guarding you from any trespassers daring to pluck you from the ground.

I stay here with you. You don't know who I am. But I hope you remember me.

For I will only forget you on the day you and I will wilt, my lovely rose.