we used to have a promise drawn up with our blood,

my tears swirling with your smiles,

whispers of secrets in the dark

i thought we were forever,

your fingers wrapped up in mine as we

skipped through the woods by your house,

rollerblades swishing against the cool pavement,

snow in our hair sledding down hills

i should be over it,

over you and your toxicity that

bled down my arms as i begged you

to choose me for once,

look my way again,

honor those blood drawn promises we wrote up

so long ago,

just kids on a playground,

unrealisitc fantasies running through our brains

as we dreamed of a world where we were freinds

forever

but you wanted more,

you wanted what i couldn’t give you

i should be over it

but i’m not

everytime i see you my heart chips a little bit more,

rain splashing against my skin as i remember

i used to be the one you ran to,

the one who was gifted with your arms

thrown tightly around my shoulders

not me anymore, but you can’t erase the years

we had together

i miss you

we are a wilted flower, stem curling down

as the white of the petals darkens and browns

those lillies of which you got your name

poison the roses sitting in the vase by my window,

seeping through the water like blood,

like those blood scrawled, tear stung, smiles that i will never get back

promises that i would have kept forever

but you broke as soon as the golden star sticker of

popularity

came waltzing through your window

goodbye to this dead flower bouqet

lillies need more than just roses

roses were never enough