The magic that you are is real
You are music
You are poetry
Come on let’s create magic together
First accept these flowers I give you
Even if they die, you are still my flower
Teach me how to love you
I am a willing a student, I want to be a Rachel-pleasing boffin.
For now though,
Accept these flowers
They don’t do any justice to your beauty,
This I know
PS: those are my Valentine flowers, they are dead now😔. I thought I would immortalize them through this piece.