guilt and spring
Remember,
When you sit in the cold
Winter nights.
Remember
The distaste at frosty windows
And how you just want a blanket
Remember
This,
For the opposite is Spring.
You will fall in love again.
Remember,
This love when you are alone.
In the cold.
In the numb.
Remember,
Love.
Warmth will see you through.
Remember,
All we have sometimes,
Is memories.
So,
Remember.
Please, remember me when I was warm.
I'm so
so
sorry.
that I am winter now.
it was not always
this
way.
I
was different, once.
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