This bitterness has fallen into my tea
Leaves with more bite than taste
And it just makes me miss every thought I have ever had of you
In this universe where I could create a clean slate
Unmarked with even faded chalk marks erased of our mistakes
But you will never understand me, you will never feel the beauty of my words
And there will always be others trying to blow on my flower
While you would just let me wilt away without so much as a mist
The worst is that I want you to be my gardener
