A Lesson That Should’ve Been Learned From Playing Rock-Paper-Scissors

You were a flower
I was concrete
Yet with each petal plucked
My walls turned into some substance that could be cut with scissors

You were supposed to be paper
A delicate thing that could crumple
I was supposed to be a rock
Forged from the hard and harder

But you weren’t a flower
And I wasn’t concrete
You were the sheet
That covered me

3 comments on “A Lesson That Should’ve Been Learned From Playing Rock-Paper-Scissors

  1. V.J. Knutson says:

    Very good. love the ending!

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