*the tree stump*

The tree stump

Everyday I come here
not to rest or play
to remember
that moment we had

God! it feels like decades
how time makes you old
you were sitting right there
it all happened so fast

you came to me and kissed me
the love in your eyes
I didn't know what to say
you knew that anyway

you were so fair and modest
unlike the other girls
I was drawn to your motion
your light amber curls

we carved our names in the tree
not with hearts but exclamation marks
we were free and in love and nothing could stop us
until you found blood dripping from your nose

every day it was the same
the drip in the morning
the gush after night
those hours we spent in that hospital
the medication they prescribed

how long would this last
"it's just a nose bleed"
then you got weak and critical care
they diagnosed you with leukemia

I stared at the report
trying un-see what i saw
8-10 months the doctor said
"if we were lucky"

I was there in that bed beside you
kissing your neck, kissing your palm
it was too far gone
they had to do surgery

then you were gone
everything we built together
saw together, lived together
what we enjoyed

those moments gone in a flash
you were no longer in this world
the doctor said his sorry's
I just couldn't take it 

so I come back here
to the tree where we met
no more names
just bitter pulp

I sat on the stump
I held your locket
those moments I missed
God! is it all my fault?

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