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.
YOU ARE READING
Lavender Seeds
Poesiashort and quick write up. Unrequited love sucks. :))) I drew the cover art ❤️❤️
