Hey people! I made this poem by myself! Hope you like! REVIEW! BTW, Its Flora's POV!
Cuts, bruises, even blood,
No one cared,
I laid down on the ground, blood dripping down from my cold body. Several people past me like I was some kind of dirty mutt, which I probably was. Well except for the dog part.
No shoulder to cry on,
Not even one,
I hugged myself, barring my face down on my knees. I started to cry. Crying out all the pain. I squeeked when someone stepped on me, crying even more.
That is,
Until I met you,
I looked up when someone touched my bleeding arm. There was a boy, looking at me. He had blue hair and with a pair of midnight black eyes, he looked so clean. most likely everyone does. I looked at him tears running down my face. He looked so... nice... helpful... what was he doing? Was he going to hurt me even more, like everyone else does when I 'trip them'?
You were there for me,
Through it all,
"I'm sorry. I stepped on you, I didn't see you on the... ground... why are you cying?" He asked. I looked away, why was he still here? I closed my eyes. I felt arms being wrapped under my body.
Helpped my wounds,
Every single one,
I looked up, the boy was carrying me. "W-What are you d-doing" My voice was barley over a whisper, but was cracking badly. He looked down. "Im helpping you" He replied. Why was he helpping me?
Confused to ask,
But I want to try,
"Why?" I sniffled. "Do you see yourself? You're bleeding! You're losing blood!" He dodged all the people that was in his way. I sighed, bringing my hands up to my cold face. "How did this happen?" He asked.
Memories cover my mind,
Don't ever go back,
I nodded, memories flooding back in my mind. "Don't anwser that" He changed his mind. I sighed again, ignoring the tears forming in my eyes.
Do you really care,
Or is it just my imagination,
He finally brought me to the hospital and I was soon laying on a medical bed. "The doctor will be right with you" I heard a nurse say. I stared up at the ceiling while the boy was watching me.
It's just like you love me,
But I dont know you,
"You have anywhere to stay?" He asked me. I shook my head slightly, a tear flowing down my cheek. "You could live with me. Would you want that?" He asked. I looked at him from the corner of my eye.
I just have one question,
Do you really love me?
I smiled for the first time, sence my family was still alive. I sat up and hugged him closely. "If you dont mind, but I would like that" I said politely. He hgged me back, "I dont mind one bit" I smiled back. I think I maybe love him... what if he loves me? This just might be a happy ending.