Rose Petals in the Wind
A chocolate haired teen stood leaning out of her window staring into the sunlit sky. The wind gently wisped the brunette in face as she lifted her head towards the colbat heavens. Petals from the deceased flowers fluttered in the breeze and landed beside her. She reached out and selected the ones that seemed to take her interest.
"Ah" she thought "These remind me of someone but who?"
"They were really close to me someone who was always there for me. To challenge, To talk to, to be cheered up by, to be treat like a 2 year old by, to be treat as if though I never did anything right"
She stared at the collection of petals in her palm. They were rose petals may be from a garden near by.
"Drew… He used to give me roses"
"They were special roses but I never believed that they were for Beautifly because if they were wouldn't Masqueraine give them to her himself "
"Maybe he does have a crush on me but he doesn't want to accept it in his heart"
"I wonder if he really wanted to resemble a flower petal and maybe only a rose because they have a strong outside but underneath they are nice and kind and beautiful"
"HUH? Was I thinking of Drew again? Damn I need to get out of this daydream and into reality and besides he doesn't like me…"
She walked away leaving the flower petals behind. Some treasures… are best left alone. Like Rose petals in the wind.