hour 3. 11:32 AM.

I would’ve traded my heart
for highway flowers
and endless summer.

I wanted us to just
lie with sunflowers
and waste all our hours.

You didn’t need to do everything that you did.
I never liked grandiose gestures.
For your next girl,
I hope that you love her.
If you do, just remember:
it’s the small things that count.

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