I wrote this Hermione freeverse for the prompt's a month challenge by using dried flower. I also used bridge and flower from other challenges.

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"A Dried Flower"

Like a dried flower,
that's how you felt.
A dried flower,
with a strong need for water
that was never given.
You have tried to search for it,
but the water was never found.
Instead, the bit of water that you had
was constantly leaving you behind.
Leaving you behind through a flow,
a flow of waterfall-like tears.
A flow that is currently in progress,
as you cry in the lavatory.
"I will never find someone, will I?
Someone that would accept me as who I am?"
'A dried flower pressed into books.'

The answer actually appears a few hours later,
as you are welcomed by the troll.
A troll that would unexpectedly help you,
as it would give you the bridge necessary
to walk through your obstacles,
and finally find the so much needed water in the end.