Ashes

 

I want to be a bird

that flies everywhere;

but will the wind cut through my wings

like how you cut through my heart?

You’ve abandoned this world

and I cry for you;

Whenever I recall the past,

even Heaven becomes sad.

I didn’t think you’d forget

what we’d had before;

Everything is more beautiful

with your love surrounding me.

Are you only ashes?

One day, I’ll be too.

Will we be fortunate enough

to meet again in zephyr?

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