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?
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