Like, I Suddenly Hate You

Your face
Like water seeping into the ground
Imbibed by my heart

Moments with you
Like cherry blossoms in autumn
Faded away so soon

Tears like rain
Gathered on sundews
Memories of you lingered

Like a pine
Tried to live happy during the winter
Cones are budding

You're back;
Like an ironwood tree so high
I suddenly hate you

- Haiku in Melancholia Humor, pallida Mors