When I first arrived and you see me there,

your hopeful eyes shattered my despair.

Know what we use to be.

No one else in more confused than me.



Oh, I don't want to hurt you anymore. 

I drop my machete to the floor. 

You look so happy-sad. 

I know I can't expect you'll wait for me.



The soft taste of you lips 

conjures memories of

a world where petals fall from above. 

It seems so far away.

I am lost, to both of our dismay. 



Would someone please pass me the key 

to this exam that I've written?