• Hannah Flowers

i spend all year waiting for October.

the longing aches, so i busy myself.

distracted as i become, i realize

halfway through the month of October

that it's already come and gone.

i never learn to recognize

a good thing whilst i hold it,

only after it's passed on.

regret has roots deep in my heart,

ever-growing as i steady my gaze,

future or past, but god forbid present,

i only cherish what upon i reminisce.

i missed you before i knew you exist.

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