You left with the spring,
but your scent still clings
To the cracks in my skin,
to the quiet that sings
Love doesn't burn,
it blooms in the ashes you turned
Ashes in bloom, I feel you still
In empty rooms, your warmth, your will
You disappeared, but left me light
That grows from pain and holds me tight
Petals fell where your words stayed
In my chest, they softly played
Even scorched by time’s cruel hand
Your memory rose like flowers in sand