nonni.

He was a Flower and She was Winter. (05/01/19)

He liked to play with her hair

But she liked to tie it up.

He liked peace and quiet

But she went out to party.

He compared himself to nothing

And she compared herself to royalty.

She held grudges

While he ignored them.

He drank hot chocolate

And she drank whiskey.

He found his worth in her

And so did she.

And while they admired each other, it was never meant to be love.

Because he hadn’t found love in himself

And she hadn’t found tolerance for that.

Because he was a flower,

And she was winter.

xx.