Like the season encouraged, we began to flourish and bloom.
Even through all of the vibrant colors, my heart still wavered when I was with you.
I didn't know how deep to let myself fall before letting go.
With the season came new beginnings, new opportunities and new ideas.
Perhaps, I thought it was all too new.
Maybe, just maybe, I should trust the path the warm breeze puts me on.
Maybe, I could fly alongside the petals floating their way through life.
Maybe, they'd guide me back to you over and over again.
Maybe, I should take this new chance.
Those growing feelings, that grew alongside the flowers, reminded me...
that spring has arrived.
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From Mine to Ours
RomanceBetrayal. That's the only way to describe the feeling his boyfriend of 5 years has brought him. What does it mean to be in a polyamorous relationship? Should he have really felt the way he did all those months? The questions drown his thoughts and...
