If I was spring, you are definitely winter.
I come after you where I make your season wither
But you're so distant, I cant even talk
When you're near me. That's why I just walk
Away from you and your tall icy towers.
The flowers I grew for you will just be lost in your winter acres.
But tonight before I danced in the studio,
You messaged me, made me so happy, my feet was like jello.
I wanted to be closer to you.
Maybe meet you in a near avenue?
But I know you never will.
We're miles apart and your wind still gives me chills.
What can I say?
I'm spring and You're winter.
And whatever I do..
I can never make your life brighter.
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Divine Tragedy of Winter and Spring (A Ballad)
PoetrySpring writes messages for Winter. Winter hides his from Spring. A collection of poems that may or may not be in order. Cover by julixnx-