Withered Poem by Menime Soul

Looking back at those days,
i feel so glad that i was broken.
Life found a new meaning then,
when you promised me your life as love's token.

I was too matured then,
to wish to fall in love.
But too young were my emotions,
who craved to be held and to be loved.

In your shade i hummed another tune,
In your warmth i felt the sun.
All these days my life was cacooned,
in your chirping's charm.

Aware was i of love's glory,
Until you pronounced me the hurt.
In your love
i bloomed
With your memories
i withered.