My love for hues of yellow and sunflowers is not because of you.
It’s because they are bright and vibrant, unlike me.
It’s because they are beautiful and loved, unlike me.
It’s because when I’m feeling blue and seeing gray, yellow is what reminds me that there is always more.
It’s because my favorite flower used to be lilies, the thing that’s presented at funerals.
It’s because I feel like death and suffering, but yellow and sunflowers do not.
It’s because this is about me, not about you.
Sincerely, the girl who loved blue, lilies and looked a lot like death...