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s p r i n g f l o w e r s , w i n t e r t r e e s

i used to look at you
as if you were the flowers
that i looked forward to every spring
but now
i look at you
like the trees
on the colder days of winter

once the leaves left
your beautiful branches
i no longer felt the same
and maybe it's for the best
so i don't become another leaf
for you to let go