Petal by Petal

Darius

Women were like flowers. You opened them petal by petal, made them bloom. There was nothing more satisfying than watching the process, the waiting, the soft resistance, the moment they couldn’t hold back anymore. Day after day, until they finally unfolded in your hands.

And right now, that flower was the woman standing in front of me, the one I couldn’t get out of my head.

Damn it, I was