• Hannah Flowers

Yesterday, were you thinking about me? Because it felt like I was sending you my thoughts, telepathically I had this overwhelming urge to ask you how things have been But I was afraid that you would just run again Did you do the same thing? Did you look at my name on your phone and wish you had the strength to talk to me? Did you lie in bed and weep quietly, whispering under a blanket what you wish you could say to me? I feel it, too. I feel too strongly to forget about you. And try as I might, I just can’t want anyone but you. I hope you think of me as you drift off to sleep, I hope you make that move and ask if I want to meet. You know that this is up to you and I wait patiently for the divine timing. The interim is so long and heavy, Is it too late to sew what I wish to reap?

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