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you kept me company

when it wasn't spring yet

you would blow kisses

you would tell me all your secrets

you would tell me what you want to be when you grow up, and you said a long list which I have forgotten, except for surgeon and archeologist

you would sleep beside me just for me to know that I wasn't alone

and I loved you - for that short time

until spring came

and you bloomed to be someone whom everybody wanted, people would simply pull your covers one by one and you would go on and on about what you wanted to be - again, a long list -

you forgot your roots

you forgot the promises you've made

why were you so focused on what you wanted to be?

weren't you contented for who you were?

when we were only two, I saw you as someone who had lots of goals and aspirations, a lot of people to prove wrong

but what happened when you were surrounded by others?

oh, I didn't even recognize you back then.

but nevertheless, I am so glad.

I am so glad, that I've had the chance to get to know this beautiful flower, through thick and thin

before it eventually died in spring