“I fell in love
with your words. Not you.”
When I die, don’t wear black, wear gold
Like the sunflowers that are secretly people
Wear bright colors because wearing black won’t bring me back to you
After I died
Because I couldn’t have you
Even have you the way you’d want it
Without the pain of a sorrowful heart that begged for a chance to be more than just pretty words
Even to die was a blessing
It’s the full experience the full story the full event
Don’t wear black
Wear gold
Drape the room in sunflowers
Black won’t bring me back
There’s a portal in my heart and I threw it up on everything I have made
My body laying like a fallen sunflower, such a shame like a dungeon lock that seals with a clink
I guess you meant what you meant
“Not you.”
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