bloom .ೃ࿔ beautiful girl, can't you see? you smell like apples, sunlight, every warm thing i never had. when you lean close, my thoughts scatter like birds —soft wings, frantic hearts, all of them beating for you. i don’t know how to say “stay with me a little longer,” so i just sit there, hoping you hear it anyway in the quiet between our breaths. take my hands, twine my fingers with yours, and laugh like you always do as we dance beneath the stars — not because i wanted to: because of you, for you. then the moon rises, its shine as soft as your hair basking in moonlight, your smile radiant like the light of a thousand stars, and, of course, you rip at my heart again. i pretend not to notice how the night leans closer to listen. how even the stars hold their breath when you turn toward me. i’m trying so hard not to fall apart in your light, but, damn, you really make it seem easy as if breaking is just another way of blooming. if u noticed the le sserafim ref type tomato in comments
