• Hannah Flowers

writing poems about you

that i’ll never let you read

making playlists for you

with songs that say what i mean

and never letting you listen

gifting you green tea

when i want to give you roses

lying on a soft patch of grass

and seeing your curves in the trees

clutching the clasp of my necklace

wishing that you’re thinking of me

daydreaming about your laughter

when my joke wasn’t even funny

loving you from the lighthouse

watching my heart sail out to the sea

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