the healing garden

nothing like the title of a bottle of lotion to make u think about ur past hurts that still stop u from healing... now ur thinking about that pain u havent felt in a couple weeks that stopped u from going out wit ur friends or seeing ur family... and all because the title on that bottle of lotion made u reminisce on an event that caused u a fleeting happiness and an ephemeral smilenow ur crying... thinking maybe they’ll come back... maybe they’ll give u bk ur smile... maybe just maybe u wont feel the pain of being in love... or maybe u’ll just remember it now to forever forget... and now ur bk at square one so square one... where was it that i was is exactly what ur wondering... now with this person that ur currently with makes u wonder... am i feeling more for them or that one person i miss being at my side??? am i feeling the same way??? was that what i thought i felt when i was with that person, officially or unofficially? and here we are...in this garden of flowers where the flowers that you’ve touched have wilted and died... now ur wondering if everything u touch really does turn from gold to shyt... was this rose meant to be black instead of red is the only thought that seems to cross ur head... as u look at the rose u realize the petals fall as the thought reverberates throughout ur world... 10 petals 1 rose one stem... a blessed flower in ur hand turned to death... it rather die in your hands than not be with you forever... this flower wilts and dies in ur hands to remind u that u had a good thing with u and soon its to be lost... better for this rose... sucks for the one who likes to spend their time sniffing it...