• estella770 24w

    The Memories Left Behind

    Lime-green tinted dew drops
    Mixing with some dispelled tears
    Dotting the velvet texture
    Of a withered leaf on the last dead rose,
    That I thought, this time, would last forever.
    Maybe I was wrong.
    Nothing stays forever.
    Destined to die and leave scattered petals behind,
    And I pick up each one, remembering.