Our hearts beat so rhythmically
Almost like a scripted scene
We take the same breaths
And love the smell of the frozen air
It reminds us of when we most cared
Winter was the time of confusion
New experiences
Adventures waiting to be made
Winter was our first date
Winter was the time of our lives
When we realized for the first time
We were too young to die
When we were too happy to cry
You were the warmth in the cold
And were my light in the dark
I often think if we could go far
Go to a place where there's no hurt
No worry
No sorrow
Would we have a tomorrow
It's said that our time here is limited
But we are infinite
We are the only constants
We are the constellations
We are the moon
We are the ocean and the flowers
We are us
Just like we were on that first chilled winter's night
- Author: Curtlyn Faith (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 2nd, 2023 18:14
- Category: Love
- Views: 10
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