Until the endless days rot us completely, I want you to fall back in love with the world.
Slowly. And careful with your steps, sunshine.
The flowers blooming in between the cracked pavements, they're alive.
You might just find it worthwhile, you see.
You might want to stay just to feel the softness of the obscured.
Maybe just long enough.
Just true enough for a moment in time to keep you for a second more.
I like having you around.
Stay.
