my sunflower sweetheart

January 29, 2018
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You cover everything you touch like bright yellow paint;

dripped and splattered and poured over each book and song and conversation and every flower in the garden and all the clubs we danced in until the night was morning and now I'm left with nothing but eyes full of gold and a world full of reminders and a half-empty bed wrapped in cold sheets.

- you are like the sun

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