The flowers have reached their bloom,
But the beauty can't compare
To the day we walked through their buddings
Catching up and making small talk,
Trying to avoid the goodbyes to follow.
We hugged goodbye and I avoided your kiss
The lingering taste would be too much to bear.
And the happy music blasted around
As I walked away with tear stained cheeks.
A month without you, too painful to bear...
How will I survive these next years...