a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.

floral

i didn't know i could feel so strongly.

your lilac smile and sunflower breath
always puts me at ease.

when you look at me
and flash those scarlet begonia teeth,
it's a hundred percent over for me.

you remind me of spring.
all the flowers illuminating sunkissed fields
so effortlessly,
like the freckles on your cheek.

i know that it can never stay this way.

i thought you could've been my flower.
but why would you choose me?

for i am only a wilting weed,
stuck in a garden full of more beautiful blossoms than me.

and i can't compete.