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friday
sunny
as usual, every friday
patiently, you waited
until duties were over
holding my hand
strolling outside
"long route?"
you asked me
you chose the path
with cherry blossoms;
blooming, withering
"will we be like
these flowers?"
i wondered
"we are like these flowers,
one day we bloom,
one day we wither;
but that makes us beautiful."
~
i cri—
me trying to be poetic only makes things cringey
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Fanfiction// completed // "if i was given an alternate choice, maybe it will still be you." { in short stanzas } highest: #27 in short story lowercase intended
