Daisies

Toppling over, I see you in the window
Red orange leaves covering your cuts
Little incisions made just for us
If you hear something like a wave, come find me
Keep those eyes shut tight, As you make yourself bleed
You’ve closed the window, And now I sing outside
Hummingbird loose, different guts you collect
Only stay a month or two
Internet loves that fuck the love out of you
Dear girl, I could have their hearts. Deliver them in parts
I’m outside your window, and I can still see you