a teeny-tiny envelope
'to ryan', it said
i almost screamedit was from you, i knew it
a smile planted itself on my summer-freckled face
i even made a little happy dancewhen i opened it i cried a little
words about how we'll make little adventures
like picnics with a shitload of food
making forts with cozy blankets -and cuddles maybe? (shit, writing this makes me blush)it somehow even smelled like you
p.s. i love you too, sarah
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01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words