Monthly Archives: July 2017

I’ll Leave You

I’ll leave flowers by your bed so you can smell summer knocking on closed doors.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed so you can touch the petals, the leaves, the dusts of water. Feel nature. Feel life. Feel apart.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed so when we lie together, side by side, quite, hands entwined, we can look to the flowers, because you can’t look to me.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed simply because you like them.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed to bring you comfort. To bring you joy. To bring your aching eyes peace. To let you know I was there.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because I can’t leave a piece of me.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed so when the morning sun spreads her fingers across your room and you turn away, watch. Watch as the flowers stretch towards her, watch as they let the heat warm their delicate skin, as they drink up everything she has to offer. Watch. Learn. Be free.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because I long to leave you something. Anything.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because you get to stay and I have to leave.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed so you remember me.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed for the happy days. For the sad days. For the nothing days. That I cherish above all others. Our days.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because I love you.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because I am gone.

I’ll leave flowers by your bed because I remain.

I’ll leave you.

But always keep flowers by your bed.

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