A Petal in the Wind
Contributed by
asatru
on
Sunday, 29th August 2004 @ 05:02:26 AM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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I can finally say I've done it now,
I can finally say I've got you out of my head,
Now that another,
Much more beautiful,
Person has come along,
I can't remember you;
I kept a rose you told me to hold,
In loving memory of you,
And me,
And what we might have been meant to be,
But now,
All that's left of you,
Is one,
Single petal;
I sat there thinking of her,
Not your replacement,
But your eraser,
The better than you,
And I picked you up,
Gently I plucked your petals,
Away you went,
One by one by one by one,
Until there were none;
I kept a rose you told me to hold,
In loving memory of you,
And me,
And what we might have been meant to be,
But now,
All that's left of you,
Is one,
Single petal;
There on my bed,
Your face stared me in the eyes,
The petal told me not to completely drop you,
And so I threw the stem away,
I held that last pedal of you,
In my aching palm,
Not sure what to do;
I kept a rose you me to hold,
In loving memory of you,
And me,
And what we might have been meant to be,
But now,
All that's left of you,
Is one,
Single petal;
Then she came to my house,
Alone and unsure,
And as I meant her at her car,
A gently breeze came to us,
And her hazel eyes glistened,
Then I knew,
I didn't need you as my hand slowly opened,
And your petal was blown away,
In that gently breeze,
And I watched you slowly walk away,
I kept a rose you told me to hold,
In loving memory of you,
And me,
And what we might have been meant to be,
But now,
All that's left of you,
Is one,
Single petal,
Drifting in the wind.
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asatru
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