I've spent five years Learning all the wrong things of you. Now I want the veil lifted the blurry vision rectified I want to spend another five years Unlearning all that I know of you. I want to start fresh I want to root out the dying rotting mutilated plants encroaching our love. I want them gone. burnt. vanquished. Instead I want blooming in me, Fresh liles and hydrangeas - for every time we touch anew. New roses and jasmines - for every time we laugh richer. Proper camellias and foxgloves - for every time we love brighter. I want to learn to love you right again. Right down to my bones again. I want these roots of our intertwined and lost So so lost, That we'll never know what is of you and what of me. -M.A.