#givehernotes

Call it a care package

For when she looks to find hearts pinned to words she did not write

I'm leaving a scribbled note in the middle of her book for her to find

On a page she did not expect

As I tug on a little red thread in hopes she will see

And pull her out of her head for a moment 

So that her pulse is the only thing she can hear

To remind her that she is loved in the shade amongst the spiders

Hoping that her flicker turns into a blazing shine again to reveal her butterflies

I know she hates surprises

But I love them