When I can't breathe
The summer air is far too thick
Heart caught in my throat
Summer is when love comes to an end.
I welcome the chilled air of the winter
The death shrouding every inhale
Voice hanging heavy before blue lips
Wind that burns my skin and lungs.
A heart that melts the ice
Gives way to a wondrous spring
Where I'm sure to fall in love again
Outside of the Autumn affairs.
Author notes
Written on the beach in the sweltering heat. Kind of reflects me, hm?
:3
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"Summer is when love comes to an end." such a sad concept.
It's great. I especially like the last stanza... well done.
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