He gave you a sunflower,

And you smiled,

While he snapped a photo,

Without you looking.

Your eyes were closed,

And your wild brown hair,

Messily fell around your shoulders,

And somehow,

I knew he would treat you ok,

So I didn’t worry,

About him breaking your heart,

I worried about you,

Breaking his,

And yours,

All at once.

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