Can You Read Between The Lines? - Poem by Rylie Shoop
Life is much like a wilted rose.
Everything is great when you are standing tall and proud.
You then begin to grow with the rest of the patch.
Different sorts of flowers.
The ones that are dearest to you,
Nearest to you.
Friendship means the word to you.
It's like waking up and feeling the sun,
The warmth on you.
But when one bad thing happens,
my picnic is ruined.
My picnic and nice sunny day is ruined.
Everything is torn to shreds.
In the blink of an eye,
Everything that matters to you and her...
Is forever gone.
Wishing is only an illusion of the mind.
You can always wish for stuff.
But none comes true.
Wanting is a matter of what you are willing to do,
To get that person back.
But what if you are not willing?
What if life itself isn't worth it?
'I can't deal with the pain! '
'I love you, but the pain is too unbearable.'
Can you deal with that?
I miss you.
I want the old you back.
I miss the real you.
Can you come back?
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