Cherries are as red as your cheeks,
They still haunt me even tho you have been gone for weeks,
But, just like all fruits they perish,
Suddenly your sweet kisses turned sour,
Our stories started to rot,
‘I love you’ - no you do not,
Beautiful reds, greens and blues turned to browns,
You gave me no more colour,
Everything became sour,
But I found a new light a new feeling,
A feeling for my own being,
Acceptance.

Everything dies - we burnt out like a roaring fire,
but you're the one who put it out,
You stoppеd the sunshine and began pouring rain,
But just likе all fruits, they can grow back. I'll grow back,
Stronger without you, I won't perish, I'll flourish.