your words tugged at the ribbon around my heart–
were you a boy in a schoolyard
trying to get my attention
too shy to say what you really meant?
you managed to unravel me with unspoken words
and your boyish charm
but then you ran away
ribbon in hand–
letting actions speak louder than words
now I’m left with hair blowing in the wind
unable to tie up the things
you loosened in me
I remember those days, Bree
“Loose bows and ribbons
Empty gloves and mittens
And youthfully smitten”
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