It's been months since we spoke.
You've been busy with different girls.
I've been busy with different boys.But he was no good.
He didn't give me butterflies or a scrambled-egg mind.
He kissed me, but I felt nothing.He wasn't you.
Is it strange?
To close the doors of my heart when others knock its walls?
If only you left her and grabbed my waist.I can already feel flowers growing in my tummy.

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Lavender Seeds
Poetryshort and quick write up. Unrequited love sucks. :))) I drew the cover art ❤️❤️