After You Left

Flowers and trees (prose)

I 've always liked the transformative periods in nature: spring and autumn. they always come so naturally to the flowers and the trees. so tell me why I find myself loathing this period of my life marked, even plagued, by transformation. I think it is because I do not find myself here naturally. I tried with everything I am not to end up here, alone. but here I am. tell me, do you think the flowers and the trees know, when the world gets colder and their petals and leaves start falling, that they will grow back vibrant as ever? do they fear that they will never get back what they lost? I do.