floriography

J.H

i. fern

you saw me through the shop window

i felt your stare weighing on my shoulders

golden brown eyes turned yellow in the sun

all i can remember from that first look was

fascination

ii. fennel

it was in the vegetable aisle

we ran into each other again, like fate

at least that’s what you said in your pickup line

you asked me for my number, a charming smile

i’ve always had a weakness for kind eyes and

flattery

iii. red chrysanthemum

we went on a date, i wore my favorite dress

it matched the flowers you got me

the night slowly blurred into morning as we talked

you always said the right thing, at the right time

when i looked into your eyes to say goodbye, i knew

i love you

iv. lavender

you’re always gone, and you come back late

you smell like a different perfume, nothing like mine

mine smells like daisies. you used to smell like daisies.

always saying you’re out with the boys, i know it’s a lie

they called me yesterday, asking where you were

i love you. i love you. i love you. but i can’t help but

distrust

v. snapdragon

you told me you did it because you felt suffocated

you betrayed me and my love. our love.

how long has it been going on for?

how long have your brown eyes looked upon another

like they used to look at me. i thought you loved me

but you love her. you give her love and you give me

deception

vi. yellow rose

my world used to be a shade of pink

colors were brighter and music louder with you around

but now i’m sitting at a cafe alone, dull and silent

i bought myself flowers

i couldn't bring myself to buy the red ones you used to get me

they don't mean the same thing anymore

they sit wilted on the counter now

every petal that falls is a reminder that you are now just a 

love lost

vii. blue salvia

it's been a few years since we were together

i moved to texas because the whole city reminded me of you

i had to get away

i met someone new the other day, bright blue eyes

he isn't like you, he isn't charming.

he lives in his own world, but he lets me in

but every so often, he'll get me those same flowers and

i think of you