In the first conversation after Ghosting for months, "What would you do if I die?" She asks. You withdraw yourself From the talk and sink back In torment, Only to see a part of yourself Silently placing flowers at All the conversations you've had. Starting with the 31st of August When you first met and how it Ate up all the roses you brought. By the time you reached your First fight, all the flowers on Earth were done with and you.. Sat converting all possible things Into flowers. The hills, stones, Trees, the oceans, and fishes. Only you were left after the Apocalyptic reminiscing trance. And you sat mending yourself into A jasmine that matched the scent Of her skin that you still held on.