gasping for oxygen.

Dear you,

You told me my lips were soft in between kisses
and it wasn't until after you left I realized
you had nothing but dirt in your mouth.

You disguised that dirt as sweet words on your tongue
and didn't notice when those words took root
inside me and started sprouting into tiny buds.

You unintentionally made flowers grow in my lungs
and although they are beautiful I can't breathe
because they aren't real and I need oxygen.

Sincerely,
xx
Blue