#WritcoPoemPrompt8
The world is so cold
Colder than when I lived in you
You gave me enough love and when I felt
That it was too much I became an adult
To raise a single flower
How much rain fell in your eyes?

The more I think back, the more I’m sorry
So I won’t give up
You gave up your youthful and beautiful season
Look at me, I have bloomed prettily
Even if I fall to the ground
I will make you walk only on flower paths...