BLOOM
The moment we finally entwined,
I just recognized your weather.
The same cold,
The same breeze,
The same rain that fell on me
The day when I was still growing.
I was just a daffodil
In a texture and foliage
Rooting for the entire season—
Thinking I’ll be always like this.
But then you came.
You came with your storm
And a sunshine afterwards.
There were so many storms
I’ve encountered,
Sunshine I’ve crossed paths,
But there’s only you
That happened for me to bloom.
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May you’ll be the same until I turn dry, soon combust and fly with the wind.