• Hannah Flowers

you are what i dream of while i lie awake in bed, i stay up much too late, wait for you to message back. i learned this recently: not everything has to hurt so bad. i wade my aching muscles across tides of emotion, every sore spot in my body filled with memories of flowers and the feel of your skin under the tips of my fingers. they say history repeats itself unless you learn from it, can you let go of the former if you stress the latter bit? replace the dead lavender buds with sunflowers on the table, your heart may be open and ready, but is it able? find me deep in the moonlight, waiting for you to arrive, i will still be here when you find the time.

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when you're ugly too

you have a monopoly on beauty but i love you when you're ugly too you had a bad day and you relapsed and now you're crying in my room you keep telling me you're sorry don't know why you act the way yo

severed.

ignoring all of my friends such an easy hole to fall in my giving nature is treasure to such a humble beggar when i keep some of myself to myself, i get greedy forget my table manners do not cherish,

i wish you were a ghost

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 staring back yet you walk among the living still sow your seeds and