I love flowering plants
Much more than flowers.
Still every February
Among others
I bought flowers.
Most of the time
I gave them to you.
I loved seeing that smile,
You tried so hard to hide,
In the corner of your lips.
Giving flowers,
I learned from you.
The flower you gave me first,
Died within hours,
But it lives,
In my memories.
Colour still so bright,
Smell oh so fresh,
The most beautiful
Thing I got.
Most precious
Thing I have.
I’d love to go back in time,
Just to take another look at it again.

I don’t have you anymore.
I don’t have to buy flowers anymore.
“That’s good” she thought.
“What a waste of money and time it was”

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