The Blooming with(out) You


So, let me be resigned
With this path of happiness
That does not need
You
Who break my heart
Everytime you can.

It cannot break anymore
For you and with you.
It refuses to.

Take your flowers
with you. Like our love,
it will never bloom, too.

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