A Flower To Goodblye Poem by immanuel santos

It was late supper i asked you about
a flower but you said how? then I
knew it is your debut how happy
and lucky i was i could have you.

The following days the suffer begins to
ruin the compatibility of picture of us
yet i had a conflict but fixed after all,
then i found out your own sharpen thorns.

I didn't count that much because I trusted
you and I was the one with miserable
complexity as we knew, but more than
a year and still he has the space over you.

Before anything else million times
a flower turn to blue, and frequent
arguments passed without serious
talks in any conversation i am loser to you.

Even long days of tears and sleepless
nights came through still we shared our
'iloveyou', but following days another
storm will put me boiling point and
bad words and ugly me come pointing you.

Revenge of you is like lightning curse
striking my balls and realised you keep
him as your fall back and give your flower
same as you have gave it first time i teared you.

Tough to over come the burns you fired
and this scar will remain forever a sign.

Words that are unlikely to hear wasn't meant
it is a meaning of unconscious love, a powerful
never been recognized because a flower you
gave was pearl that left me scared.

You are a flower symbol of life and change,
your lovely scent and colors means change,
your tears when i teared means change
but you are not the flower that want me to stay-
you are the flower that want me to walk alone and change.

My flower i kept you in a safe place
but i will let my destiny say to you
I love you and goodbye to you.