friday no.4 //
your eyes are like flowers - soft and ready to bloom. and as your tears trickle down your cheeks, it's like nectar - bittersweet with weighing thoughts - that will drop to your feet. the nectar will dissipate into the earth beneath you, nourish the flower seeds inside, and out spurts blossoms! full of vividity and luminescence! they grow around you, like a chaplet, shielding you, loving you. your tears will drop to our earth and out will grow flowers.
// szaffi. ♡♡