‣ flowerboy.

to the boy with the flowers,

i hope he knew i thought of him greatly. he was the best of shy smiles, gentle mornings, green moss and humming under shade – he was soft, so soft. he made me look at him like i were a sunflower and he was all sun and starlight. i hope he knew i loved him, with what feeble inkling my nine year old mind made of the word. all know is that whatever i knew of love then, all of it was him. 

flowerboy, i hope you liked the flowers i gave you, i hope i never forget about you whenever i look at a white chrysanthemum. i hope to always bring your name with me; you and your petals shall be my fragrance until my uprooting. i hope the soil that carries you will be rich and blossoming, i hope you feel the sun's warmth through the grass that grows atop. to the boy with the flowers: i hope to see you in the next earth.

with all my love and leaves,

minmin.