Spring Will Soon Be Here
by Morning Star

Rejected once again—
fallen from the stars.
I tasted love
until you let go of me.

I begged,
I pleaded,
but your silence was a tide
that drowned everything tender
I tried to hold.

Now I sit in the quiet,
lost inside the empty,
trying to make sense
of a love you never named.

I reached for you
through all the shadows,
but you kept me
hanging
on threads that never held.

I understand now—
you didn’t want me anymore.
But even truth
can be cruel
when it’s left unspoken.

Another lesson,
carved soft into my chest:
Don’t let another in too fast.
Don’t open up your heart
like a home
for someone just passing through.

They’ll take your light,
take what they like,
then cut you with absence,
leave you to bleed
without looking back.

So learn,
little deer,
to hide away again.
Build a shelter
where your soul can rest.

But remember this too—
Spring will soon be here.
And one morning,
you’ll smile again.

You’ll find a real heart,
one that stays.
One that sees you
and does not turn away.

And you’ll know—
finally—
you are safe.
And they
will never leave.