FLOWER SHOP

She went to the store to buy flowers,
attempting to cure what's left
of her gloomy heart. They wilted
at the exact moment her hands touched
the thorns that made her fingers bleed.
Blood dropped and reached the floor
the same second the now dull red petals
touched her numb and tired feet.

She went back and asked the vendor why
the seemingly healthy blooms mocked
her optimism, he looked at her and smiled,
pointed at her heart that jumped out,
beating more vigorously every second
only to abruptly stop the next. Tears
began to form in her eyes but they refused
to fall. She gathered the wilted petals, walked away.

The girl never looked back, she was too far away
when she realized that she left her heart. She
continued walking and refused to return.
She looked at the already crumpled petals
on her hands, placed them inside that hollow part
where her heart used to be and walked again.
Then it began to beat once more, only this time
the beat was weaker. She didn't mind its weakness.
She knew the flowers will bloom again.