time to shed the comfortable green
wilted petals fall from a distance
i held them all up so high
but they broke when seasons changed
turning colors just like tides
giving tree
do you not miss me?
i gave you everything i could
so much that i have nothing left to give.
but a stump.
august came and i waited.
the silence before the change.
i miss your angst but most of all
i miss the way we both smile.
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