The park smelled like spring

On the bench i sat staring

down

I watched a cherry blossom

skitter in the breeze across

the ground

hearing a piano in

the distance

I felt   it 's haunting play

somewhere in my being

the hurt in me so intense

I gasped

I knew one day he would

leave

I felt a wet drop on my hand

rain

no a tear only one

there won't be

anymore

The breeze arose

picked up the blossom

it's movement fusing with

the pulse of the music and

the quivering of my heart

all coalescing

in one cluster

spinning

towards oblivion

It isn't like I didn't know

the music would end

the blossom would disappear

the tear would dry up

and all would be gone

forever gone

like all moments that don't last

hold fast

hurting heart

hold fast

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