Roots

by SuchASmartAsh

November 8, 2017

We were plants,

Just you and I.

We watched each other grow every single day.

But one day, someone steps upon me.

My beautiful green leaves that once entwined my stem were no more

And my soft lilac flowers gone.

I asked if you still loved me and you said yes.

For it was not my flowers and leaves you loved so much,

It was my roots.

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sarahdougalFeb 19, 2018

Whole thing very relatable. Especially loved that last line!<3

QueenBchelDec 10, 2017

<p dir="ltr" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: inherit; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">**For it was not my flowers and leaves you loved so much,<p dir="ltr" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; outline: 0px; vertical-align: baseline; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: inherit; font-family: ITCFranklinGothicStd-Book, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(37, 37, 37);">It was my roots.** That is so romantic I felt that in my heart