Ignorant Poem by Tisha Kratz
Ignorant
He was unaware of the fact,
that he was the reason
she did not drown,
for she had madly,
deeply,
fallen in love.
Tangled her roots
in the pink roses
he once had given.
She was unaware of the fact
that she was merely one
of the thousand flowers
he gently took care of.
Watered,
let them grow,
then go.
She was not special enough
to make butterflies fly.
To him, she was just one thousand people he talked to
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