Hannah Flowers Poetry

sometimes i wish you were a ghost so this haunted feeling made any sense in the words that drip from the pen i find your silhouette stari...

making myself sick with sadness reminiscing about us, about you listening to the music you loved i realized you're unhappy too. i was goi...

you love the sunshine and i love the rain it's such a silly little thing you are so perfect otherwise so we will agree to disagree. and i...