seasons

it was summer.

dreamy.

hours under the stars,

gazing at what life had taught us be

an unsaid pact

to caress each other

till the morning breeze set forth

as the summer light moved

with it, you did too

far beyond my hands could reach

it was autumn.

red.

just as the blossoms fell

my tears pined for your touch

a said pact

to hold on

to what existed

you delicately placed your lips

on my forehead

an abandoned library

it was winter.

longing.

we cradled our traumas

that once were together, today estranged

a said promise

to hold each other tight -

unkept

how do i tell you

that i am exhausted

it was spring.

breezy.

an unsaid wish

to hold you

for eternity

how do i tell you

that we were beautiful

it is summer.

cloudy.

an unusual story

you and i

a promise from me

to choose you in every season

and maybe the universe would

fight for us this time?

#dedicated