Wilted Flower
Dont look back
As you walk right by me
As though I never existed
The trail that you left behind
leaves me breathless and in tears
Reminded of the memories that we shared
And as days and weeks drift by
I still love you
The glare off of your ring
blinds me
The smell of your purfume
makes me want you back in my arms
But in the end
It was best
Even though the memories still remain
If only you could understand
that I never meant to hurt you
I only wanted what was best for you
Even if it meant giving you up
And letting you move on
Without me
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