I’ve always wondered why you always compared me to a flower

a prose poem by Gaby

I’ve always wondered why you always compared me to a flower, I hated flowers. They’re so flimsy and pretty, reminded me of a ditzy blonde girl. I was none of that, I’m not eye grabbing like the petals, I’m not tall or slim like the stem… if anything I was the soil. The dirt, the roots of the flowers that were covered in, but you saw me in a way that I’ll never see myself.  You saw me as strong willed, lovely and spontaneous. I was lucky, lucky to be with you and maybe now I realize why you always compared me to a flower. I see you as the flower, the uprooted happy flower child and like a flower I will always wrap my petal like arms around you.

Gaby is a junior.  She says, “I’ve always loved writing; its the only form of speaking that I loved to do without actually having to talk.”

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