I could use somebody.

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

I'm sorry I could be perfect. @ 10:41 PM

I've been like a small flower.
You are just like the sun.
I really really wanted to grow tall and strong under you, but a big tree grew in front of me and I got under it's shadow. I couldn't see you.
But more importantly, you couldn't see me.
I struggled and treid to grow big and strong, because in my wishful thinking, I thought that if I managed to outgrow the tree, you can finally see me again. I was wrong.
Flowers dont outgrow trees.
The tree has now grown big and strong under you.
And I wonder, when it will be my turn too.
When will you finally see me, mom?

memories
in cold decay.