𝟗𝟗 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩

𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬

Under a willow,
I stood low watching the seasons change,
Watching winter wondering how summer  could ever let go- memories of them smiling together she had in her cavern, framed.

I sat on that bench, watching strangers walk by
A little girl sat next to me, smiled, gave me a flower, and i could see a little version of me in her delicate brown eyes.

ps: imagine yourself sitting on a bench, and watch the seasons change as you let the reality sink in.

﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒. 🎶🎶🎶 .﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒﹒﹏﹒
𝓐𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮

🍪🧁🍬 𝓓𝓸𝓷𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽. 𝓘𝓽 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓻𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓫𝓼 🥧🍦🍩

-lostfrr