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Jan 2020
The life of leaves while green is bliss,
the cold arrives, the warmth I miss.
Tethered to life by a stem and light,
The winds come around, we all take flight.

Memories are born at the end of a song,
I remember our love, and how it was wrong.
We thought it felt right. I swore it was strong.
T'was a ship with no keel, it couldn’t last long.

The life of leaves while green is bliss,
A hug, a smile, my lips you kissed.
It felt like hello, my hopes were high.
something was different, felt more like ‘goodbye’.

Tethered to you by a stem and light.
I could have reacted, I chose not to fight.
I waited for You, your voice, your touch.
Was the risk not worth it? Was it too much?

The season is come, the colors are changed.
the cold air is here, the choice has been made.
I’ll miss you so much, and I promise I’ll try
To tether my memories, to you when I cry.

~jOseLoPez
Lopez
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Lopez  42/M/Philadelphia
(42/M/Philadelphia)   
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