we fell in love in the summer when we met by the ocean. the scorching heat made everything in those three months so much more radiant and memorable. my head on your chest, running away to random places, our fingers interlocked, your blue eyes and shining smile looking at mine, that was what my summer was made up of.
we slowed down in the fall. the wind brought your flannels wrapped around my body and you surprising me with coffee that was much too sweet because you knew i loved it that way. it brought scary movies and cuddling deep in your arms when i acted like i was afraid. in feel in deeper for you then.
the winter brought fear. it brought cold harsh fights and suddenly your warm bright blue eyes were as cold as ice. it brought screams and shouts and rain and snow. it brought cold white weather and suddenly your flannels just weren't enough to keep me warm. it brought assumptions and insecurities for the both of us but passionate yet cold and empty kisses. it brought desperation and cries. the winter broke us and shook us to the core.
the spring managed to help us grow flowers once again. but they werent perfect. they were damaged and wrinkled and almost dead. but not just yet. the spring brought back warmth and soothed our fears. it warmed our hearts but i still needed your flannels at times. i still needed your overly sweet coffee and random kisses on my cheeks.
by the time summer came around we expected everything to be perfect. but it wasnt. despite the roses that we managed to grow the roots were still damaged and hurt. by the time summer came around we were different people and just not right for each other. so despite the fact that your bright blue eyes and shining smile were back and despite the fact that i had all our memories captured in the polaroid camera you bought me for my birthday nothing was ever the same. perhaps we lost out love at sea and by the time we found it again it was too bittersweet. because sometimes people just happen to lose each other at sea and that my darling explains why im afraid of the ocean. because i lost an epic love at sea.
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The Words I Never Said
PoetryHere are a series of poems, spilled inks, and quotes that I've written.