Photograph Rosie Rivers
I hope someday you’ll find an old picture of me. And you’ll wonder if I still love banana smoothies More than I love myself. Or if I still request a pinkie promise Upon agreement. If my bed is still crowded with teddy bears, From a forgotten youth. If my curly hair, still hides my eyes And my endless secrets. Or if I still have that old jumper That I would refuse to throw away, Because it smelt of you. And maybe you’ll even wonder, If I wonder About you.
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