a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.

never bloom again, due to you.

i'm not sure how spring
will manage to bloom in my brain
without you.

but i know that as the days get colder,
and snow threatens to spill from darkened clouds,
i want nothing but to hold you closer.

winter is for the lovers.
with warm embraces so close,
and cherry cheeks and noses
fitting like puzzle pieces between shoulders.

i want to be engulfed in it.
every single piece of you,
no matter how hard you try to hide it.
but now you've got me stumbling,
because im not sure if you've ever felt
this way about me, too?

either way, thank you.
you've kept me warm so far this winter.
even if you're cold towards me,
i have a flicker of hope that sometime,
you'll come around.