You bloom so elegantly yet patiently
Like bonsai beginning to find its roots
But you are still so delicate, filled with fragility
And when you decay the world loses a piece of itself too

Spring brings you back to life and summer nourishes you with love
Autumn is when the pain begins and winter is when it stops
If I could hold you tight I would
You’re strong as rock and as brittle as bones

The petrichor in the air brings about a premonition washing away the mildew in your eyes
Yet I still must wait for you to blossom and grow, no matter how hard I try
But in the midst of all this I implore you to remember
You are young, don’t fall into the illusion of trust

So in your darkest hours think of the time we spent together
The memories we still remember, the memories of us