Remember the flower that'd you would pick

Hold up to your nose and smell the sweet scent

Sitting down on the soft grass as the wind blows softly

Your fingers touch the soft petals

Stroking them softly as the grip tightens

You close your eyes.

Deep Inhale.

 

 

The flowers soft petals fall down

Laying on the grass as you wonder your fate

 

 

Your eyes start to water as you look at the remaining two petals.

You knew it was too good to be true.

It seemed as if it wasn't much

However, it was everything.

 

 

The tears fall from their barrier

As Your lips start to tremble.

You knew it from the start.

But wait... You hold up your hand

And smile as the silky touch reassures you

You pluck it off your finger

As the words escape your lips

And the breeze picks up the petal and it glides through the wind