when the flowers die || l.s

peony

boo!

i attempted to scare him

while he was sitting at the courtyard

he seemed unfazed

but smiled nonetheless

got you a peony

do you like it?

i gave him the flower

he smiled and gently

played with its petals

where do you get these flowers?

he asked

he always asked

that's what i like about him

a curious pretty boy

my grandma has a garden

i always visit her after school

i answered

sometimes i buy them

from the florist across the street

and sometimes

i pick them up when i see them

at the park

or my backyard

anywhere, really

i looked down at my thumbs

fiddling with them

waiting for a response

that's so lovely of you

to spend even a second

doing something nice for me

he tucked a strand of hair

behind my ear

if i could

i would spend

every second

with you

i held his hands

admired the way they fit

so perfectly

into my small ones

then do it

he began

spend the rest of your time

with me

please

while we still can

he looked deep into my eyes

then i will

i inhaled

and captured his lips

not a care in the world

for now

he's my world.