Flowers

Once you sent me flowers all the time.
When our lives were separate you would do things just to make me smile, things to add a little light to my day.
Things to remind me that I was on your mind in every possible way.

Once you sent me flowers.
Suddenly our worlds collided, under each others toes all the time, you stopped telling me about your day and pushed me further and further away.

You stopped sending me flowers.
I stopped feeling like you wanted me around, you forgot I had a fragile heart, while you stomped on it and tore it apart.

Now you never send me flowers and I would be surprised if you knew my name, I miss the days when you sent me flowers and our romance was aflame.

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