when the snow first came
i pretended not to see it
i held tight to you
telling myself
that because i could touch you
you were real
cold winds brought ice and hale
that made me loose my grip
but as i let go
i reminded myself
spring is coming
seasons change
something i came up with last night, ironically we got a big ice storm here. is that ironic or am i using the wrong word.... anyway, it came to me that last winter (physical winter) was bad for me too. i was going through alot of metaphorical storms then too. i should move to a place where its always warm, huh....
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