he grins sideways at me. "are you always this weird?"
i shrug,
and shovel a heaping spoonful
of ice cream into my mouth.
"i suppose so. does it bother you?"
his smile widens
and he shakes his head.
"not a bit."
YOU ARE READING
supermarket flowers. ☼
Poetry{ in which a boy works in the floral department of a supermarket and falls for a girl who loves flowers } 3/31/17 - #66 in poetry co-author : @little_broken_bird
