Like a flower

Love is like a flower. One day, it just gives up And dies. Or it is just killed off.Pulled apart.Destroyed.You can do with a flower what you wish,And love is no different.Give it to someone,And they’re happy.Pull it apart,Figure out if that one person loves you,But in the end it’s gone.

d3ff867c824511e2a1e322000a9e0853_7

You say you love that person now, But it ten years, You won’t even remember that pain. Some may, But most won’t. Love is like a flower, You can nurse it and let it grow. Or you can watch it wither away. It’s your choice. But in the end, It won’t last for too long

 -Mkalyan

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s