I’ll Go First.
Sticky tape this life back together;
don’t run hot water over it.
It will only make a mess and ruin
all of the hard work we invested.
Get rid of your skipping rocks;
throw them in the dumpster behind
that old block buster that we
never really liked. Wrap me up in your
arms on a chilly September
night and promise me you’ll read my
journals after I’m gone (if I go first).
I want you to read between the
sentences and see all the love that
I left behind for you. Search through
my books and find hidden letters
never given. While we’re here,
while we’re “young”, hold
my hand, love me hard.
ReBecca DeFazio
More Than a Flower
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