Unfinished Vessel
- Ethan Thody
- Nov 26, 2024
- 1 min read
The vase holds so much— holds so little.
Tears bear the flowers’ place, a space to grow.
He ponders in silence the many possibilities,thoughts
quickly leave his mind— new emotions arise
of one who lost the stem of their flower—
the stem of their happiness.
While your petals are blossoming beautifully,
mine are left in pure hopelessness.
As it rests on my nightstand in complete emptiness,
it holds so much beauty, yet so much sorrow.
It stays on my nightstand as a memory—
a memory that plays as a constant reminder of what could have been.
Soon enough the unfinished vessel will wear and the tears will seep out.
The tears of one who lost the stem of their flower—
The stem of their happiness.
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