The Love Plant By Bo-Edward Lawrence Poem by Bo Edward Lawrence

I break down my love,
Roll it up,
And watch as what once was romantic turns into ashes.
Inhale the memories while I exhale the pain.
You smile with laughter when the smoke hits your chest.
Because you begin to realize the same emotions that made you fall in love are the same ones that break you.
But the pain feels cold like a lustful bliss
That I missed, maybe even regret that I fell in love with winter!
The most coldest season.
The smoke depicts memories that hold so much happiness for unspoken reasons.
Heartbreak never seems to ever break even.
If it was meant to be than the door would never have been an option...
I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It's not. The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.
And now, The Winter is coming!

-Bo-Edward Lawrence