I just assumed we’d get married, to be honest.

There’s a box somewhere in the house,
it used to have little syrup packets all sticky and yum
but I ate them all. It was the only one I could find,
and now it has a good hundred dried petals in,
or about that much, and anyway, they still smell right.
And a little bit mapley. I dissected the bouquet
you arrived with on my doorstep, first date,
saved them just in case.

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