We were just four,
Together we played and explored
The grassy meadow in the beautiful spring noon
As we were running, your hand I held,
We were like the buttercups intertwined
We were ten,
Spending time with you felt like Heaven,
Staring at your pink lips
Which are softer than petals of tulips
I was lost in my feelings and this eternal bliss
We were in highschool,
Still being in love with you,
I was jealous when you were with other boys,
I grew Red Roses to give to you,
14th Feb, as I walked to my final destination,
You were with someone else,
You are the rose and he the Thorn,
His presence pierced my precious feelings for you,
I shed my tears like flowers shed their petals,
It's sickening seeing you with him,
I hope you both have a great beginning
It's the end of the Season Spring
It's the end of my feelings