"hey" he breathed out
it took me a moment to realize that it was him, axel, who had spoken
"I like your flower"
I seemed to be at a lose of words
"thanks, it's a poppy" he eloborated
though I already knew this. it seemed that axel was the reason I got so interested in flowers
I took up as many books as I could find in the library
it amazed me at the amounts of flowers there were on this beautiful planet
I was taken out of my buzzing thoughts when I saw movement in front of me
there sitting in front of me was the poppy
I looked up not sure what to do when he pointed the flower to me
"it's for you now" he said clearing my confusion
I wanted to give it back because I knew I would only kill it
but again I was at a lose of words when I looked into his eyes
"thanks" was all I could say
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The Boy With Flowers
Poetrysociety had marked him as weird but to me he was just another person [highest rank: #799] - 12•25•16