when the flowers die || l.s

daffodil

a daffodil!

i love daffodils

they're so bright

he grinned, hugging me

bright like you

i said

i pick flowers that remind me of you

i pecked his nose

i know, lou

his cheeks reddened

i won't stop till the day i die

i looked him in the eyes

mesmerized by how jade they were

and what if there's no more?

he asked

i'll give you big trees instead

or cacti

would you like that?

i joked

he playfully slapped my arm

if it means that i'll still get to see you

then yes

i would very much like that

he gave me a dopey grin

okay then

it's settled

i will never stop giving you plants

whether it be flowers or trees

or even cacti

i smiled

squeezing his hand

a sign of reassurance

you're an angel, lou

he said

if only he knew

that i was picking flowers

for him

the angel.