WOMEN

women are needy and moody,

but all they're longing for

is a place called home;

two arms,

a warm hug,

a smile;

all they ought for is a living home,

where they can plant flowers,

that can heal old scars.

where are you?

she’s currently homeless,

wishing love is perfect, like love itself.

where are you?

she's waiting for spring,

after the cold winter took everything in a blink.

Women are a handful;

a bouquet of daisies,

that you can only get once;

they are fragile,

lovely,

and kind;

until their petals start falling,

and love turn into nothing

but an empty room covered in dust.

- Alex Antally 🌸