People I've Loved
Not every day is a bouquet. Some days are crumpled tissues, unanswered texts, and that weird feeling in your chest you can’t name.
This little flower is here for those days. A soft bloom to squeeze when your heart’s doing too much. When you need a hand to hold that isn't asking anything of you.
Stick it in your bag. Hold it in line.
Let it bloom something small inside you.
3 x 4 inches
