Fall -- you broke my heart. You took, stole, & burned the corners of my flesh, ripping at every heart string. The leaves changed color, and so did I.
Winter -- the snow was heavy this year. My heart was still shattered, but stages of grief come in waves. And my wave was 10 feet high on the idea of denial.
Spring -- the grief had settled a bit. Spring bloomed with new possibilities and I savored all the new color and attraction. Yet, your eyes were still the brightest color I saw. Your hands continued to be my favorite canvas of art.
Summer -- This wave was the one that possessed most depth. Sun soaked up all the tears. Memory held my mind and heart captive. This was the first summer I wasn't spending with you. All of our past seasons washed past my mind -- causing the largest wave of grieve.
Fall -- my heart was finally at peace. We got coffee. We talked. We were the same once again. We laughed, cried, smiled. You and I were normal once again. Not connected by a love relationship , but connected into something must deeper, much more real, much more permanent.
it has almost been a year since we have been apart. And for some reason rain, stars, movies, laughter, and fall are my most fond memories of you. Our connection then and now continue to shine bright in my eyes and heart.
And although it wasn't our time in this moment, of this precious life, you and I will forever be connected in a deeper way than most.
I still see shooting stars and think of you. Infinite possibilities within infinite seasons.