//Grass is always greener on the other side//
You were the greenest grass. Across the way I frantically fiend to fit in the fertile fields that surrounded you, though it was the furthest thing from what I knew. I was surrounded by a patchy, dirty landscape of dead foliage and I thought I needed be with someone like you; I thought I needed something new. So, I walked out of my comfort zone. No one ever told me how hard it would be to look over the high, healthy grass. I couldn’t see your fatal flaws that were predators hidden behind cattails. I went from the queen of my barren terrain to prey in what I prayed would be a safe haven. I learned that dirt filled flat lands are better because at least you can see what’s coming.
