I know I’m still in love with you because I won’t stop thinking about the seeds of happiness you planted in the corners of my mouth. These seeds turned to flowers that kept my smile pinned to my ears.
Their stems whispered all the ways I was special to you when I wasn’t feeling so lovable.
Their blooms often smelled like you and it made me feel less lonely on the nights you were away.
Bees would often see me and say how lucky I was to have you.
The sun would shine brighter when I walked outside because you were around.
Even the rain made me smile because you said we always needed it.
I am not bitter you have moved on and my flowers are gone, because I will never stop growing.
Please explain what I did. I’m begging you. What did I do to make you change your mind? Please tell me. I was so happy. You made me so happy. I felt so comfortable around you. I could be myself. You made me feel so beautiful. What happened? Was it me? Did you meet someone new? What made her better than me? Was she prettier? Thinner? Did she have a better smile? Was she less shy? I bet she is magic with people. Did she speak more poetically? Did she use larger words? Does she smoke more weed? I wanted to get to know you more. Why didn’t you let me in? Couldn’t you see I would have tried? Why didn’t I deserve a goodbye?
I hope you realize what you lost. I hope you see what I was worth. I hope you wake up a week from now and miss me. I hope you miss me miss me miss me. I want you to regret what you did. I want it to haunt you. I want you to feel this pain I feel. I want you to hurt.
When I’m more than what you could’ve ever imagined, I hope you taste my tears.