Daily Archives: November 30, 2020

A knock, the smallest of cracks, you’d never know they were there. You fill the vase with fresh cut flowers and pour the water in, slowly it seeps out through the base. You don’t notice at first, the flowers, still fresh, hold their bloom. The next day you come down the stairs, you pity the drooping flowers, pour in fresh water, with the hope to give renewed life. It slowly leaves, through the crack that was made when everything was perfectly in bloom.