You’re Still A Flower

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You’re still a flower
(even with all your petals ripped off)

so love me
or love me not

there is a garden with an empty patch
waiting for your return
because no one else could fill your space
or bloom the way you did
but if you cannot stay
and plant yourself
for longer than a season
pull my petals
before the rain tapers
and promise to forget me not.