a dozen months, as colours, flowers and a phrase.

• january
  • maroon
  • carnations
  • “the lips i used to call home”
• february
  • light pink
  • pink roses
  • “good girl, sad boy”
• march
  • orchard yellow
  • chrysanthemums
  • “too in love to think straight”
• april
  • peach
  • daisies
  • “do you wish you could still touch her?”
• may
  • light green
  • lily of the valley
  • “when i was drowning, that’s when i could finally breathe”
• june
  • grey-blue
  • blue hydrangeas
  • “those windermere peaks look like the perfect place to cry”
• july
  • light indigo
  • lilacs
  • “you are not the exception, you will never learn your lesson.”
• august
  • soft grey
  • white lilies
  • “goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, you were bigger than the whole sky”
• september
  • bloodstained ruby
  • night-sky petunias
  • “ones i loved tried to help, so i ran them off”
• october
  • rusted brown
  • red wilting roses, with a blossoming white rose
  • “doc, i think she's crashin' out, and some things you just can't speak about”
• november
  • golden chestnut
  • white clovers
  • “its a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it”
• december
  • rose brown
  • zinnia blossoms
  • “hey dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me?”