A smashed flower on the sidewalk
That’s how you left me and didn’t even look back
At first, I was shocked
But then I learned that instead of crying over you
I needed to repair myself instead
A smashed flower on the sidewalk, still has its luminous colors
A smashed flower on the sidewalk, still has its vibrant smell
I was hurt, but still beautiful
I was hurt, but still had my beautiful personality
You thought I wouldn’t revive myself
But being with you wasn’t even the best thing about being alive
Poetry & Self-Awareness 