Sometimes my heart is a seed
I want my heart to be a seed, so years from now when I’m six feet under
my love for you can bloom like flowers in the springtime and maybe you’ll remember me.
Sometimes we get kicked down enough to find a home in the dirt,
and the gravel in our palms becomes a part of growing up.
Sometimes I forget the gravel in my palms in favor of your laughter.
Sometimes my heart grows despite the fact that I am not quite yet six feet under.
And sometimes then, my heart is a seed.
my love for you can bloom like flowers in the springtime and maybe you’ll remember me.
Sometimes we get kicked down enough to find a home in the dirt,
and the gravel in our palms becomes a part of growing up.
Sometimes I forget the gravel in my palms in favor of your laughter.
Sometimes my heart grows despite the fact that I am not quite yet six feet under.
And sometimes then, my heart is a seed.