Kim V. Poetry

“You picked me like a flower,
Didn’t expect the thorns.”

I didn’t think your love
Could bleed me dry
Without ever lifting a blade.

But it did.

You named me “peace.”
Called me “gentle.”
Held me like fate
Wouldn’t tear us in half.

But when my soul cried out for you,
You turned your heart away.

You said goodbye
Without ever uttering a word.

I know love’s ending, and still I run to meet it.

Not because I’m foolish
But because all I have left
Are memories of what once was.

And it feels like fire.

Tastes like it too.

And so I’ll let it burn,
Allow it to smolder
Only if it means you’ll be the last thing
I ever touch.

©️KVP

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Prompt: “YOU PICKED ME LIKE A FLOWER, DIDNT EXPECT THE THORNS,” Derivakat – Pomegranate Lips

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