english,
I always water the rose
You gave me on Valentine’s Day.
Every drop of liquid
That kisses its red petals
Reminds me of how sweet and romantic
You once were.
Each time I try to touch
The long-stemmed flower,
I always get pricked by its thorns.
Yes, it hurts
And stings
But what hurts the most
Are the sharp words
That pricked my heart,
And the jealousy
That stings whenever
I see the sight of you and her
But just like the rose,
Our time ran out and
What we once had
Has now wilted.
Literary: Long Stemmed Rose
I always water the rose
You gave me on Valentine’s Day.
Every drop of liquid
That kisses its red petals
Reminds me of how sweet and romantic
You once were.
Each time I try to touch
The long-stemmed flower,
I always get pricked by its thorns.
Yes, it hurts
And stings
But what hurts the most
Are the sharp words
That pricked my heart,
And the jealousy
That stings whenever
I see the sight of you and her
But just like the rose,
Our time ran out and
What we once had
Has now wilted.
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