Your love had the scent of flowers
I could smell that scent for hours
But it quickly changed
Rearranged
To something bad
Something you never had
It ended up smelling like a person dying
It showed in your lying
Your mistreatment
You not being consistent
So many bad things I ended up seeing
Pushing me to a point of pleading;
To you, to get it back right again
Have a love of the scent of flowers, like then
You never used to act this way
I am disappointed till, I have not much to say
My, my
Why this bad scent doesn't affect you, why?
You never even chose other scents of nature
You chose, what only shows; how you're immature
You want to believe otherwise
For it feels good; to believe those lies
That's why, on me; you pin the blame
You think this is a game
From reality you can run
But the day will come
Which is in the future
For sure
Where you will feel shame
Because us, is no longer the same
So when seasons come and we're apart
You know what caused it, deep in your heart
©arianna.b
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