Haiku Experiments #1 (The Most Creative Title Ever)

You are probably
the most tragic kind of boy 
that I love the most.
I hate the way that
my soul eats all things in its
destructive pathways
I am hungry for
the heat that your body leaves
when you are near me
Maybe I’m alone
maybe you are alone too
we share the feeling.
If you are a tree
can I be the greenest leaves
and never leave you.
And when the fall comes
I will fall too, gracefully 
as our time is up.


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