CW: Allusions to substance abuse

The final petal wilted away, falling in what seemed to be slow motion. June watched as the dark, symbolic petal landed on the withering oak desk. Her brows knitted together, a lump in her throat. What seemed like not too long ago, June had made an oath to herself, when the last petal fell from the rose, she would leave him. Her heart ached at the realization; dee...

Ivory walls and sterile scented air were things you never cared for,

But lying there,

You couldn’t care

As the world had gone black around you.

For you and I

Time flew by

And now I sit beside you

Your skin is pale

It isn’t fair that this will now define you

Your embrace was one I could no longer have

As I sat beside you

Hand in hand,

But you can’t feel mine,

Can you?

You wouldn’t flinch,

No...