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[theblueumbrellathoughts]

A Flower in Early Spring

Like a flower in early spring,

I can't open up to you,

You come every day with your watering can.

But still stay completely closed off.

I'm not the sunflower you think I am,

I don't even turn towards the sun.

Even though she gives me her unconditional warmth.

I'm that dried up flower that was picked by a child, A child who didn't know how to take care of it.

And then forgot all about it once they found another to pick.

I laid there on the concrete,

Drying Out

My color fading

Life leaving my stem.

Then you came along

You picked me up and decided to return me to the Earth,

Watering me every day.

You declare your love to me,

But you don't pick at my petals,

Instead, you give your gingers on them. Soft and Sweet.

Like a flower in the Spring.

I can't open up to you.

Yet

You come every day with your watering can. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the flower I am.

Perhaps on a warmer Summer day,

I'll open up.

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[theblueumbrellathoughts]

I think about you sometimes. I think about the "what could have beens." The endless adventures we could have had together. These things pop into my head quite often, but then I'm pulled back into this cruel reality in which all of the adventures we could have had.... you are currently exploring with her.

I'm not over you and its been a while. I hope to one day get over this because I know that someone one day will want to go on adventures with me without wondering if the grass is greener on the other side.

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