the flowers are close.

too close.

the x-ray proves enough.

the flowers clot at my lungs, a mess of thorns and unfurled petals.

any larger obstructions would be severe.

jimin says that i should do the surgery.

and forget you?

the spark in my heart when your lips tug into your signature bunny smile.

the tender brush of your fingers across my hair, a playful pat that ignites the fireworks in my mind.

the butterflies that unfold their wings, giggling with anticipation.

forget loving you?

never.

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