Your trees made flowers this year

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers this year, white and yellow

it’s summer soon

I loved you

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers, white and yellow

little boys and girls on my street,

my neighbor’s kittens – they all grew

our dog died

grandma’s very old, she’ll be niny-two on the 1^st of December this year

and she doesn’t remember all the names of her brothers and sisters

but she always remembers you

(for the  first time)

Your trees made flowers, white and yellow

I took singing lessons

and started smoking weed

I met some guys and we were supposed to collaborate for a bossa nova project,

but I quit my job and moved to London

it’s beautiful but confusing if you don’t know yourself well

there are old cemeteries and charity shops

and too many people

a lot of men don’t pay attention to me

but a few of them do and I love it, because I’m a woman

and even so

sometimes I still think about you

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers this year, white and yellow

and another man has been loving me

longer

differently

better

on the 1^st floor of a typical English house made of bricks,

in the room with the largest windows

he stands tall

he is perfect

and yet he will never be you

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers this year, white and yellow

they’re all I have left from you

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers this year, white and yellow

I’m forgetting you

and there’s nothing more beautiful or sadder than this

(for the first time)

Your trees made flowers this year, white and yellow

I’ll cut them

I forgive you

Sacou vintage, Yves Saint Laurent

Rochie thrifted

Green Eyed Kisses,