Sad Women

Dear H,

You never knew how my I loved you
how much I longed for your embrace
I loved you more than any season or hue
more than pretty poems or face

I loved you in autumn and rain
as the leaves wither and death takes over
I loved you regardless of the pain

I loved you in winter and sun
as the world turns white and cold
even when your hands were not mine to hold

I loved you in summer and rainbows
as I enjoyed the smell of the sea and festivity
just like water, my love for you flows

But you loved me only in spring
You loved me only when I was beautiful
so you took me and chained to a ring

and here I am in your empty and cold lair
where dead souls dwell
where your heart is most cruel

You loved me only when flowers bloom
still, here I am waiting for the next spring
here I am waiting for some room

in your heart my love, here I am waiting to be loved again.
Even when you'll cease to when autumn comes, here I am waiting for spring.

- Persephone to Hades

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Dear, no one deserves to be loved seasonally. xrxs