Soft petals of fresh love something in heart that once grew..
Undenible,addictive fregrance..
Now unscented,dried and dead..
The words or whatever was shared closely,now given away from a distance..
I gave everything I could give you
A flower we discovered through our flaws & acceptance
Is now dying somewhere in a story book
I suffered more as I saw you in pain
Keeping it with an unknown hope
Knowing this memory wouldn't be rising
again
You never break the harmony in mess making in your daily strategy
Your work is to trap in a love prison then suddenly set free
You cause injuries to heart then become the cause of poetry
You slightly sail through your ship then poison the whole sea
You start it with blessings to end it with curses
You leave everything just to rule our pen to occupy the verses
You never gave things back the same way with smile you took..
You owned my garden,left withered flower in this storybook..
Didn't we travell through "Us"?
A memorisable,measurable,miserable ride
And it litreally bombed my heart up
To think you being happy after this divide
I imagined the years thought you'd stick here
But you turned out to be mean butterfly
sucked all my secrets left me hollow and flew further away
You got something too special about you,not gonna deny
You love to make our inner child laugh then make our adulting cry
I wonder if you still open up the pages we live in
And I wonder if you know about the flower dying and dry
I dont know at all this the way you look
What I know is that there is an ill flower in this book
Whatever was promised now reversed and twisted
And you have left us but it is weird to think that all that once existed...
A long memory with you a past where we sown the seeds of friendship
You were there I was there then suddenly diasappeared in a blink
All the stains that you put on there,now being written by my ink
Being repeated by my head,breathed in and out by my lungs,circulated by air
We are growing taller,getting older but we are still pretty young there
You all are beautiful & enter the same way in our lives
You wear sparkles in the night until someone is addicted of chasing you
But you have another thing not only hurt the opponent but hurt yourself too
You love to give us the bitter at the final edge of a sweetest candy
You watch dreams with us then leave it on pending & try to hide the fact that you actually hate movies with happy ending
You remind us our friendship show of "we first met", treating that first day like a theatre room
You help us growing bonds then loose the knots
You show us stars of whole another universe of only "me and you"
You play the soft wind,creating a bloomwhirl
Then leaving an unreplacable,crumbled,withered flower in a story book...




*I lost my bestfriend*
© @pain_riding_pen