Dandelions and Violets

I have a garden,

A garden filled with flowers I’ve nurtured since I was born

I’ve kept them healthy

They’re flowers bursting with color, personality, smells, and emotions

It was a beautiful garden

Then I met you

You looked as gorgeous as sunflowers and lavender

You were so kind

I felt butterflies fly over my garden every time we talked and sat together

I believed it to be true

You told me you had flowers as well

Dandelions and Violets

They looked as beautiful as flowers, and you wanted to plant them in my garden

I agreed

I thought they would look so lovely next to mine

I didn’t know

I didn’t know I’d watch the personality decay from my flowers

I watched helplessly

Those dandelions and violets spring up from the graves of my dead flowers

It was infested

I wanted to take them out

My garden was overflowing with your “flowers”

I was scared to pull them out

I believed they were flowers

Dandelions and violets aren’t flowers

They’re weeds.