• 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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