Overwhelming thoughts are flooding my desires.
This meaningless intimacy has disconnected
my fragile frame.
And it's never the same,
Every encounter ultimately requires
my misguided eyes to find the memories
I always misplace.
What I thought I knew
Has slowly vanished within my own mind.
and I am slowly being absorbed by the flowers
you are growing for yourself.
The beauty you can't seem to see...
will only inspire me.
In the end, I'll gather your thoughts
and plant my flowers
in your dignity.