Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
Our love once smelled new
Blossomed with life, grew in time
Like flowers at noon
I miss you Chula,
You left me without a word
Hurricanes come fast
I once overheard
“If you bow at all, bow low.”
Our leaf flew from branch
Death would be softer
Without you I am not whole
Snow covers my heart
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