You are not at fault for
anyone’s warped view of you.
Stay true to yourself and
let your truth prevail.

I have laid in your
bed of sunflowers and
I have taken one home.
I keep it upon my bedside table
so that I will never forget you
and your warmth and joy you bring.
This is how I continue to adore you and
how you continue to
brighten my world.

If I was summer
then you were winter
that enveloped my sun
in an endless cold.
Where we would swim in lakes
you would freeze over in ice
and everything else I had grown.
Every flower I planted for you
was destined to wither and
not even my sun could
withstand your storm.

The day I find you
is the day I forget I
was looking for you

8:28 PM
4/2/23

you are a sunflower that
coats this ground in petals.
They form a path for me to follow,
a path that will always bring me
back to you.

My silence is
every word, every scream
I have had to swallow.

Trust is confessing
you are smothered in oil
to the person holding
the match.