Forget-Me-Nots

When you left,
You gave me a Forget-Me-Not.
You handed it to me,
Without even knowing it.
Forget-Me-Nots,
Are the best gifts.

Yeah,
People say they're the worst yet.
I on the other hand,
Think that they're the best.
They slow you down,
Yet they help you get on with your life.

Forget-Me-Nots,
Some don't know what they are.
For they never truly loved,
Or they were never heart-broken.

See,
Forget-Me-Nots are what you get when your heart is broken.

It
Doesn't help you move on.
It
Doesn't mend your heart.
It
Doesn't make you happy.
All it does,
Is help you move on with your life.

Forget-Me-Nots,
Are Cupid's gift.

Forget-Me-Nots are the flowers that he puts in your soul.

They can be dimmed,
Yet they can never disappear.

You can calm it down to a scent,
Yet it will still be like strong perfume.

Forget-Me-Nots are what you smell
When you cry.
When you remember.
When you struggle.
When you break down.

Forget-Me-Nots are those gifts,
That seem bad.
But Forget-Me-Nots are actually,
The gifts that make life what it is.

Forget-Me-Nots are the scented line that connects you to life.

Forget-Me-Nots are your ticket to yourself.