WHB-

‪Feel my warm heart. 

Feel my heart like looking and picking up a Sunflower. 

Close your eyes and visualize the field and the warm skies. 

Pick up your favorite flower that you see in that field. It’s just that moment your instincts take over and you trust it. 

Your eyes and soul just sinks in that sunflower; your imagination lives in the beauty of that sunflower.‬

‪Smell and feel that sunflower.‬ 

I know you feel the warmth inside you. You are starting to feel my heart. 

Warm. 

‪The vibrations and energy, the warm weather, warms your soul with a smile.‬

So you close your eyes and you start thinking about me; you see me. 

You see me smiling, I know I made you laugh, 

I know I always made you smile, you loved snuggling with me, even loved the awkward me, I  made your cheeks blush in happiness, you felt all the fuzziness. 

You kept coming, making me happy, you were my bumblebee. 

Don’t be my WHB and switch up on me. But I know sometimes... the Roses win. 

Don’t be my warm heartbreak. 

Lay with me in the field of sunflowers. 

Feel my warm heart, my warm is your socks and favorite blanket in winter. I am your hot chocolate that Mama made. Feel my warm heart. Be my bumblebee not my WHB.

My Warm Heart. 

Let your imagination live in the beauty of the sunflower. 

“The Mind of Lorenzo” 

I know sometimes the Roses wins. 

WHB. I just hope you see me every now and then. 

Just to keep my heart warm. 

Me vs The Roses. 

Hopefully this warm heartbreak only sees a better future and together we are warm in time.