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meyzgirlblog · 24 days
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you ruined my favorite flower
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hibiscus is my favorite flower.
It grows in warm weathers, just how I thrive in welcoming sittings.
did you notice this? Is that why I was left with a nauseating feeling deep within me? One that you knew would stay with me?
You lured me in with your gentle words, promising a just as gentle touch if I’d let you put your hands on me.
We seemed to go back and forth, as then a hibiscus grew in your front yard. Blooming from the bushes.
Did you notice you told me it was dying the same time we were? Our connection I once thought was authentic fading just as the petals wilted.
When you promised sweet touch it soon was promising of the sensual, and that’s what you seemed more interested in.
You seemed more intrigued with ripping off the petals and cutting through the stem right in the middle to view what was inside, rather than the gentle caresses you promised.
Did you care for anything other than how it looked?
How you promised to touch me in ways I wasn’t sure I wanted anymore; gentle caresses turned innuendo.
All this just for you to leave, and suddenly the beautiful thing I once loved seems wilted.
hibiscus was my favorite flower.
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