You once called me beautiful A flower Your rose Our love blossomed And together we danced But slowly It...we died Like flower petals with no wind We fell Slowly And yet we still hit the ground To you in our death My petals wilted And your rose Turned into a wrinkled piece of what used to be beautiful
~ hiddengirl75
P.S. The featured image is not my photo, I found it on Tumblr.
Wandering with me 