You let me borrow your last name.
And you’d playfully write our names with a heart in between.
But then again –
It was just all pretend.
P. S. Only those with real eyes could appreciate these flowers true color. 🌼🌸🌺
Her only desire is him.
Still and always.
And she was his.
You’ll be the luckiest.
P.S. This was my response to the previous post from Six Word Poetry.
As much as you heartily wish for him to be the reality of your dreams.
Or the superhero of your imagination.
If he isn’t the right piece of your puzzle.
Then don’t force him to fit.
P.S. Remember that kiddo.