The flowers bloom in the yard, in my mind, in my chest. I am round and firm and in constant motion. I feel you. I dream of you. An infinite bond that belongs to only us. I wonder who you’ll be, by choice or by reality.
I want to make it nice for me so that I may make it nice for you.
The purity, the innocence, the timelessness.
I will teach you everything I know
I will watch as the hard lessons crumple you
I will breathe easily on the days you’re full of joy
Life isn’t easy but it’s beautiful
Thank you for being mine.