Like loose petals

Fluttering away on the breeze

I’m free

or so I think


The world

being friends with you

meant more than to me

and now you’ve left

Like a light loose petal

With heavy footsteps

Forever thundering in my ears


Truth is,

I miss having a friend

as dear to me as you

I thought I’d be free

but then

I thought petals would be light.


This was written by @OliviaScick three years ago. I found it and I decided to post it here.