initially, this was going to be a short story which, of course, depicts the different seasons as heartbreak experiences but i figured it would be better if i wrote it this way: in verses i feel proud enough to show the world.
heartbreaks are not the worst thing i have to experience but it hurts like it shouldn't have to. amid separation and reeling, some people going through pain find themselves lost upon losing a very important person in their life-themselves. finally, the realization struck them: why am i losing my true self over someone? if i knew it, i'd answer it but that is a tricky question i cannot answer after losing and finding myself through the years. but i like the turmoil in my chest whilst i find my own path again; i want to envision that voyage with you.
you are the four seasons in one. the happy memories of your summer and the pervasive warmth of your fall melts the numbness of your winter. its verdant grounds give space for the spring that will emerge from you. be it until the world is unshakable with the seasons of you.
i would love to witness each of your seasons in action.
𑁍 raeminiscence ˚⁎⁺
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Seasons of Heartbreaks
PoesiaThe heartbreak tales of Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring flowed through the words of every chapter along with the vicissitudes of seasons that unraveled the memoirs of their wretched cries and ephemeral enamorments. Like a speckle of dust, it ebbed...
