The girl

She made me feel like I was a Lilly in a bunch of roses I was a butterfly joyfully fluttering through the sky all the clouds passing bye i felt special, I felt like I was loved, i felt like she was a dove coming from above I wish I could go back to those good times when she was my world

my world started to crumble I was now a dead rose with all the roses that had life my heart did not have a pulse she was my everything but i was to her nothing I thought I was special but I was something to be used like an object with no feelings felt like I was in a never ending pit of sadness my life was ruined

I started to have a pulse I was starting to grow as a flower my world was coming back together but it was still shaking it was still learning how to deal with love

Then I broked down, my pulse was nt coming back I was stabbed in the back I was as lonely as the last species on earth I felt like I could not Love again I thought I had something special when it was just a fake i am as dead as winter and it has not ended yet I am in the north pole