There’s glee blossoming in your chest,

When you see the one that brings you joy and happiness.

Only to find that the one you love has a different conquest.

Therefore, leaving you with a sorrowful weakness.

Time goes on, and the feeling doesn’t change,

Flowers beginning to bloom in your chest.

Your breathing quickly becoming strange,

As your feelings continue in distress.

And now, you can’t breathe,

The suffocation of despair becoming too much.

The flowing of blood causing you to heave,

And reaching out, only wanting a touchー

Slowly fading until you no longer exist.

With your heart giving one last twist.