X. XXI. MMXIX

if only we could turn back time

-the melody-

Springtime has left.

Not the windy, simple season. My spring. The springtime that gave me endless laughter during the day, and a reason to dream in the star freckled night. Shaky eggs and messy rooms. Coffee and early, misty mornings.

Springtime with brassy blonde hair and puckish green eyes. With a laugh like ringing bells and a heart that burns like the sunset. Thoughts that challenge mine. Straight, frowned brows ever judging.

This spring has left me right when I need it most. In its wake, I find frigid winter has settled in. Ice coats every branch of life, keeping the blossoms at bay. Springtime introduced me to blossoms. Told me to dance with them. Now they are curled in on themselves, tight, pale, and soulless.

And all I can do is remember.
Wish.
Dream.
Hope, that springtime will come back soon. Come back soon, and brush the frost from my weathered face with milky angel's wings. And make my heart beat again. That the blossoms will uncurl, face the sun, and breathe again.

Come back soon springtime.

If only we could turn back time 

Take back the day we said goodbye

Maybe your heart would still be mine

My love, if only

M.