- February 24th, 2014
"will you get tired of me?" she questioned while plucking the petals off a of a daisy,
barely raising her voice over the gentle spring breeze,
barely lifting her gaze from the grass beneath her knees.
"will you leave me?" she spoke so quietly that I could've misheard her,
while she turned her face towards the warmth of the sun light,
while she reached over and squeezed my hand just a tad too tight.
"I know you'll forget me..." she whispered with eyes shut tightly.
I felt the tears fall off of her face,
I felt her heart beat start to race,
I felt her gentle sigh,
I felt her hopes die.