You were as spring:
Bringing new foliage.
You thawed me.
But you were not for me.
As spring brought mud and rain,
You grew unappealing.
It was never you.
It was never us.
I was infatuated with hope
For more than infatuation.
Bringing new foliage.
You thawed me.
But you were not for me.
As spring brought mud and rain,
You grew unappealing.
It was never you.
It was never us.
I was infatuated with hope
For more than infatuation.
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