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he shook the branches of the cherry blossom tree and as the blossoms fell around me like rain tears poured from my face maybe this is love pulling the childlike wonder from the depths of the grave in which it was buried watching it stretch and yawn finally awake again is this love? as he reaches for me like a flower leaning towards the sunlight as if he needs me to survive i think this is love the way he holds me and lets the tears fall aware of the little girl who needs to be told it’s okay to cry and so this is love petals falling from my hair gentle hands holding tight heart beats and shaky laughter sunlight through tree branches and the look in his eyes if not love, what else could it be?
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Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 4:18 PM UTC
what else?
he shook the branches of the cherry blossom tree and as the blossoms fell around me like rain tears poured from my face maybe this is love pulling the childlike wonder from the depths of the grave in which it was buried watching it stretch and yawn finally awake again is this love? as he reaches for me like a flower leaning towards the sunlight as if he needs me to survive i think this is love the way he holds me and lets the tears fall aware of the little girl who needs to be told it’s okay to cry and so this is love petals falling from my hair gentle hands holding tight heart beats and shaky laughter sunlight through tree branches and the look in his eyes if not love, what else could it be?
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strangely-samantha
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 4:18 PM UTC
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