If every human that passed our hearts
left behind little seeds
And watered them every return
and graced them with charming deeds,
If they went out of their way every time
and brought some drips of sun
If they stayed through the pale moonlight
and shielded them from every storm,
If they spoke with them each visit
or sang them melodies
I wonder how tall those plants would grow
before their person leaves...
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 2:51 AM UTC
If every human that passed our hearts
left behind little seeds
And watered them every return
and graced them with charming deeds,
If they went out of their way every time
and brought some drips of sun
If they stayed through the pale moonlight
and shielded them from every storm,
If they spoke with them each visit
or sang them melodies
I wonder how tall those plants would grow
before their person leaves...
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